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Immortal Master Chapter 71 Wen Dashangfu, Celestial Master, Leader

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    Wen Fei felt proud in his heart, but said lightly: "This is just a soul, transformed into a spirit. It is the authentic method of my Taoist sect, which is far worse than the soul!" Yu Deyun is like this  How can someone who comes from a different sect know clearly what is the soul and what is the soul?  He laughed awkwardly twice and said nothing.  Wen Fei said calmly: "I originally wanted to arrest the person who harmed you and torture him for a confession. Who knew he was so weak and died after being unable to stop him" Yu Deyun felt even more awed after hearing this.  , hurriedly said: "Thank you, Master Wen! It's just what I just said" Wen Fei thought to himself, these desperadoes who are involved in the underworld, really can't look good on them.  Otherwise, who knows what excessive demands this guy will make.  My career was in the Northern Song Dynasty, so I didn't have much energy to get involved in their nonsense.  Thinking of this, his eyes became cold.  But I heard Deyun Qian spit out his mouth and said cautiously: "It seems that the master is a master of the Fulu Sect. Nowadays, the incense in the mainland is difficult. I don't know if the master's protector will allow us to worship him. I want to express my gratitude to you.  Waiting for your thoughts, secondly, you can protect us" Wen Fei was stunned, this is a good idea.  It's a pity that General Li was just killed by him.  But it's not a pity. General Li has not been very obedient since he came to modern times.  To think about it, there was no huge luck and incense and will power to suppress it in the Northern Song Dynasty.  Secondly, this guy might know something.  It's okay to kill him.  It¡¯s just an incarnation anyway!  Yes, although my career started in the Northern Song Dynasty, my foundation is in modern times.  In the future, it is forbidden to pretend to be a ghost in the Northern Song Dynasty.  To make things prosperous, you still need the help of many modern things.  But before, my power was too small.  I can't get a lot of things.  For example, if you can deal with Grandma Hu, if you can get a rocket launcher, I don't believe you can't kill him.  Only by having a huge power in modern times can we better support our immortal master's better development in the Northern Song Dynasty!  Thinking of this, Wen Fei changed his face and became cheerful.  He couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's rare that you are so thoughtful. I am a descendant of the Shenxiao sect! Since you want to worship, then" "Shenxiao sect?" Yu Deyun was suddenly shocked: "Didn't the Shenxiao sect originate as early as the Yuan Dynasty?  At that time. When Sanshan Fulu was merged into Zhengyi, was it also included in Zhengyi Sect? Yes, I heard that the Taoism of Shenxiao Grandmaster Lin Lingsu was still circulating in Yongjia, known as Shenxiao Zhengyi Sect.  The master is the descendant of this sect?" Wen Fei didn't expect that the inheritance of Shenxiao sect was still handed down, and he was a little surprised.  At this moment, there is a very ridiculous feeling.  It was as if time and space were confused, and two different time and spaces were pulled together.  "Where did you hear the news about the Shenxiao Sect?" Wen Fei asked.  Yu Deyun became embarrassed: "I have never met anyone from the Shenxiao sect, but I have only heard from the elders of the older generation. Calculating the time, it is at least seventy or eighty years ago, right?" Wen Feizhi was a little disappointed.  , so long.  Things must have changed a long time ago, and things have changed.  Wen Fei's mood suddenly became extremely bad.  He no longer had the leisure to argue with Yu Deyun, he just reminded them of the Dharma of his Ghost Emperor, and then asked them to build a temple to worship it.  Then, after getting the necessary things, he hurriedly left modern time and space.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  Zhao Ji and his ministers are attending the morning court.  Zhao Tingzhi died suddenly in the court, and the country could not live without a prime minister for a day.  Therefore, Xuan Ma was worshiped as prime minister again.  He worshiped He Zhizhong as Shangshu Pushe.  He Zhizhong is a member of Cai Jing¡¯s party. Since he has become Cai Jing¡¯s deputy, naturally no one can restrain Cai Jing.  When Zhengzhi was satisfied, he suddenly heard a huffing sound and a large number of boxes suddenly appeared in the main hall.  Many people were startled, and the imperial guards who were guarding him were startled and quickly protected Zhao Ji.  However, Zhao Ji was not very afraid and said with a smile: "This must be something brought by Father Shang!" Many ministers had already thought of it, but they saw that the boxes were piling up more and more.  After a long time, Wen Fei showed up.  Zhao Ji immediately came up to him with a happy face and asked: "Father Shang, what's the use of bringing these here?" Wen Fei didn't react for a long time, then Zhao Ji reacted and said with a smile: "I have already decreed that the seal should be sealed.  You are Shangfu, the Celestial Master who protects the country, and the leader of Taoism!" "That's it, although Shangfu doesn't know what it is.  But the name Heavenly Protector of the Country, Taoist Leader sounds really majestic.  He asked: "What rank is this?" Zhao Ji suddenly became embarrassed. Such an official appointment was really unprecedented in the Northern Song Dynasty. It was hard to say what rank it was.  Cai Jing came out and said with a smile: "Your Majesty compares you with Jiang Ziya. You are also a national teacher and a leader. Of course, you are of the highest rank." The prime ministers of the Song Dynasty were compared with the princes, and they were all treated as first rank.  But there is no future emperor?After the rise, it is a matter of great importance for a prince to become a superior person and to meet an official.  "Yes, yes. Father Shang spared no effort and came down to earth to assist me. I treat him as my master!" Wen Fei said oh, but he didn't care at first.  Suddenly, he felt a weight on his body, and saw a white air column winding around Wen Fei's body like a swimming dragon.  The stream of air pillars is endless, and the colors flying around him are getting heavier and heavier, turning into purple air and pouring down, forming a happy cloud as big as an acre above the head, like a canopy for the appearance of an emperor.  That day, with just a trace of purple energy on top of my head, I was able to protect myself and escape in front of the City God.  Now that I have a flower as big as an inch, covering my body, it is simply inviolable.  Looking at Zhao Ji again, the originally flying dragon energy dimmed and was reduced by at least one-third.  Wen Fei suddenly understood that luck is determined.  If so many balls are given to him, then Zhao Ji will naturally have less.  Although this is Zhao Ji's mysterious secret, otherwise he would definitely not have done such a thing.  But it still moved Wen Fei a little. Although Zhao Ji was a big fool, he had always been kind to Wen Fei.  People are all emotional creatures, especially people like Wen Fei who have no ambitions and just wait to die.  At that moment, he said carelessly: "Don't worry, officials. Since you call me the Heavenly Master of the Kingdom, I will naturally protect you in the Song Dynasty!" But he said in his heart, Damn, if the Jurchens come to fight, Taoist Master, I will  Let's organize an army with hot weapons. Then we will see who is more powerful, your Jurchen cavalry, or the Taoist master and my tutu tutu!  But guns are really difficult to get. Even Wang Fugui, the smuggler, only got a few guns.  Zhao Ji was extremely happy after hearing Wen Fei's words. In the past few days, he couldn't sit still or sleep on his pillow.  Thinking of Wen Fei¡¯s words, how about meeting the Emperor of Heaven a hundred years later?  Zhao Ji felt a little cold in his heart (To be continued. 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