Chapter 1632: Way of the wave

Zhun mentioned that the saint was deflated by King Zhou, because the more he wanted and the more angry, the more he wanted to destroy the Shang Dynasty.
"Little Emperor Xin! Da Luo Jinxian's slight cultivation base made you hurt this holy face! I will definitely not give up this hatred!"
If you want to mention it, you must report it, and secretly observe Ji Bohou's family.
Besides, Bo Yi, the son of Ji Bohou, met Su Daji and learned that Su Da had become the Queen of the Merchants. At the same time, he was heartbroken and shut himself up. All his previous social activities were abandoned and he was locked in a dark room all day. , Holding a small toy that Su Da had given him in the past years.
Ji Bohou had a terrible headache. In this situation, Boyi would have to starve to death.
Many attempts to contact Bo Yi Kao to talk to no avail, Ji Bohou can only post a list at the entrance of the mansion, hoping that someone who can save Bo Yi Kao from the sea of ​​suffering.
Zhun mentioned that the saint saw the reward and made a living.
"Through the Boyi test, Ji Bohou rebelled, and crowned King Zhou with a heart-wrenching black hat, so that he could deal with the big business in a fair way, and the Fengshen list must be filled as soon as possible."
Ever since, the saint Zhunti turned into a fortune teller and entered the mansion of Ji Bohou.
In the open main hall, Ji Bohou's face was cold and majestic, with a pair of eagle-like eyes sharp and sharp, scanning everyone present, most people did not dare to look directly at Ji Bohou's eyes.
Ji Bohou noticed only a few people who were looking straight.
"Everyone, my son Ji was autistic due to a broken love. I don’t think about eating and drinking all day. I invite you to come to the mansion in the hope that you can help me as the father of my distressed son. If it succeeds, as long as I take it from Ji Bohou. If you come out, you must promise!"
Ji Bohou's words immediately made the eyes of those present shine bright.
"Lord, it's better to start with me." A familiar stranger Ji Bohou said. He had a clean family background and lived in the city.
"Okay, Wei Ke, if you can get Bo Yi Kao out of the predicament, I will definitely not treat you badly!"
Wei Ke nodded with confidence. He studied under a Sanxian and learned piano art into Taoism. He had a good relationship with Boyi Kao.
Brothers are in trouble, naturally only the brothers will come to rescue.
five minutes later!
Wei Ke returned in frustration.
"My lord, Wei can't enter Boyi's exam, because Wei is incompetent."
Ji Bohou sighed and waved: "I'm sorry to trouble you, go and get three taels of silver."
"Reactive merits will not be rewarded, Lord, Wei must retreat first."
Others have no such spine to defend, and they tried to enlighten the Bo Yi test one after another, but not to mention that they were inaccessible, even the voice of Bo Yi test did not reply, and it would not work to force the test. After all, this is Ji Mansion of Bohou.
Two hours later, Zhunti's divine calculation saw Ji Bohou frown and knew it was time for him to act.
"Don't you just fall apart? Let me try! Brother is a master of emotions!" One person said out, ahead of time.
Zhunti took a look at the young man in white. Although a mortal had a good temperament, he couldn't get him.
Ji Bohou waved his hand and motioned to the white-clothed boy to go, obviously without any hope.
The young man in white came to the Boyi test room and said straight up to the sky: "If you don’t want your Daji to suffer and want to get your Daji back, then you can choose to starve to death by autism, or to build up fighting spirit and fight with you. Wang competed once."
Inside the room, a few seconds later, Bo Yikao's weak voice came out.
"King Zhou is noble, but he can't test ordinary people, how can he..."
"Haha, Boyi Kao, since you know that you have no abilities and are still stuck in a dead end what to do, if I were you, I should go to school and become a stronger person than King Zhou. The dynasty on earth seems to be at its peak. But how insignificant worldly rights are in this boundless world, this seat has destiny for you, why not follow this seat to cultivate the Tao."
Although Zhunti was in the main hall of Ji Bohou's mansion, the words of the white-clothed boy were clearly heard by Boyi.
Zhunti laughed inwardly, taking a mouthful of this seat, but it's just a common man, without any magic power, and calling himself this seat, really a quack.
At this time, Boyi was in the house, holding the small toy that Su Da had given him in his hand. The words of the white-clothed man from the outside world were deeply heard.
"Become a stronger person than King Zhou!"
Boyi Kao couldn't help recalling that King Zhou appeared like a heavenly emperor, pushing back the mysterious enemy. The terrible pressure made his soul unable to resist, and his legs fell directly on his knees. Thinking of Daji's starry, admiring, fiery, admiring, shy eyes at King Zhou...
"Yes, I should become an indomitable person, stronger than King Zhou!"
Bo Yikao couldn't help but think of his mother's conversation with some noble ladies in the city.
"Women, I have always admired the strong, Ji Bohou and I, at that time he saw the indispensable things I was born and raised, and I looked at other handsome and good family members, why should women ruin themselves? For what bitter love they end up suffering themselves? ..."
Boyikao's palms are tightly clenched, his eye sockets are pitch black, and his eyes are as bright as stars in the dark room.
"I can't just go on like this!"
"Broken!" Zhunti sage shook his heart, and the boy in white actually became.
"Also, since Boyi came out of the exam and determined to be an enemy of King Zhou for the sake of Su Da, then Ji Bohou will inevitably break with the Shang Dynasty, so this saint will use your identity as a kid to personally teach this boyi. Take the test."
Zhunti had an idea in his heart to teach Bo Yi to become a talent and trample King Zhou under his feet in order to repay his revenge for being injured by the killing of God.
This idea is like a prairie fire that burns more and more, and it cannot be calmed down.
Bo Yikao opened the door, leaned weakly against the wall, opened his eyes hard, and looked at the boy in white.
"Your Excellency, can you really make me stronger? Even stronger than King Zhou?"
The white-clothed boy held a feather fan and smiled and said: "This world is very big, and there are too many more powerful than King Zhou, but I have to apologize to you, I'm just a mortal, I can't teach you, but I can introduce you to one Master, this one owed my family kindness back then."
"So, what do you need? What is that person's background?" Boyi Kao's IQ quickly went online, half-believing the interlocutor's words.
"What I need is to wait for the son to become a talent, to be able to kill me with a great power. The other person's background, the son may have heard of it, and he is the Western sage."
Bo Yi was very surprised when he heard the words. Although he didn’t know much about the Western saints, he knew that the remote western land had a spiritual mountain hidden in the world and only visible to people with predestined conditions, like Tianque. There are ancient Buddhas, bodhisattvas, and arhats. The West is a place where the Buddha country is lined. The saints are the eternal existence that shines with the sun and the moon.
"Sage Zhunti can really teach me?" Boyikao was suspicious.
At this time, Zhun mentions the inner MMP, like a cat's fur, with a subtle and powerful perception to carefully judge the origin of the white man.
Zhunti didn't understand where he was. He was discovered by some existence, maybe it was King Zhou, or Yuanshi's trick.
Zhunti knew that he had no way to accept Bo Yi as a disciple to realize his ambitions. To break Ji Bohou with the Shang Dynasty, he had to start from other aspects.
Zhunti disappeared with a gloomy face.
At the same time, Ji Bohou and the others in the main hall had forgotten something. In their memory, they had never seen the old man Zhunti turned into a fortune teller.
"My son, the sage Zhunti will definitely teach you. This is a buddhist post. As long as you are sincere, face the west and cross the sea of ​​suffering." The young man in white smiled, left the buddha post, and turned away.
"Wait! You haven't told me to kill anyone for you!" Boyikao shouted.
"When the son becomes a talent, the person I have to face is the one I want to kill."
"King Zhou?" Bo Yikao frowned, and for a while, seeing the back of the white-clothed boy had a good impression.
Picking up the Buddhist post, Bo Yikao opened it, and the golden light inside it appeared. The font was old, but he could understand it.
"West Lingshan, I Ji Kao, I'm going to worship Zhunti Sage as a teacher!"
Bo Yi Kao decided that after taking care of everything, he said goodbye to Ji Bohou and headed to the West Spirit Mountain.
Zhunti had descended in front of the white-clothed boy at this moment, and the saint's coercion, under his superb control, locked down the white-clothed boy.
The young man in white was transformed from Xiao Tian's body. At this moment, the actor possessed his acting skills, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes were horrified.
"Who are you! I have never met you, and I have no grudges in the past, and I have no grudges recently."
Zhunti saint's eyes were gloomy, and he sneered: "Don't pretend to be Yuanshi! I can't read your thoughts. In this world, besides those few, who else is there?"
"Zhunti, the more shameless you are." The white-clothed boy sneered, disintegrating in front of Zhunti, turning into a light spot and dissipating.
Zhunti's face was distorted, and his anger against Yuan Shi deepened.
"What a great beginning, stop this saint from supporting a country! Just wait and see!"
Kunlun, the meditating Yuan Shi suddenly opened his eyes and frowned.
In the Human Race Saint Master Palace, Xiao Tian was contented, he just wanted to extend the amount of calamity to confirm his guess.
Taixu, a mysterious place, the Dao of Heaven secretly inspected the four prehistoric continents, the heavens and the world.
"This quasi mention is really useless. If it can't be completed within the time limit set by this seat, the Western Saints can change one."
"But this Xiao Tian, ​​it's very comfortable to throw his hand at the shopkeeper, what a jerk!"
Tian Dao was a little angry, but when he perceives the Human Race's Saint Master Palace, Xiao Tian refuses several Human Race elders to erect statues for him...
"The statue, the goddess Nuwa, the mother of the standing human race, is enough. You only need to know that this world is where those who follow the sky will prosper, and those who defy the sky will die. The monks of our generation should uphold a heart of uprightness and integrity. Work hard to be yourself, no matter how bad you are, be a person who contributes to society and the world..."
Xiao Tian incarnates a true teacher of life.
Tian Dao was very satisfied with Xiao Tian's words.
"I have to remind you to mention it. I can't handle this matter in the Conferred God List. I still want to be a saint!"
"Ding! The sense of prehistoric heaven disappears!"
Xiao Tiantian breathed a sigh of relief, and then he became proud.
"Hey, it's not easy to send someone under the fence. If you want to steal the predominant way and destroy this fellow, you have to go first. After all, it's the easiest to harm your own people, quack!"