bullyxtreme Chapter 276 Going to Kunlun Mountain Again
Chapter 276 Going to Kunlun Mountain Again
"My king, how are you?"
There was a hint of anxiety and concern in Jiang Ziya's voice that was hard to conceal.
He knew very well that Ji Chang's health had always been poor, and the bad news from Qinglong Pass was a huge blow to him.
Ji Chang struggled to stand firm and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but his pale face and weak tone betrayed him.
"I...I'm fine."
He spoke with difficulty, his voice weak and hoarse, "It's just... I just heard the bad news about Immortal Puxian and General Ziyu, and my heart is filled with grief..."
"My king, please take care of yourself!"
The generals around him tried to comfort him, their eyes full of worry and awe for Ji Chang.
Jiang Ziya also recovered from his shock, calmed down, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, you need to stay calm and strong at this moment. Brother Puxian and nephew Ziyu sacrificed themselves for the great cause of conquering Shang and for the people of the world."
"I believe that we should turn our grief into strength and keep moving forward until we complete our mission of conquering Shang."
Upon hearing this, Ji Chang took a deep breath, trying to suppress the grief and resentment in his heart.
He slowly closed his eyes, letting those troubled thoughts go away temporarily. When he opened them again, his eyes were clear and determined.
"What the Prime Minister said is very true. However, the road to conquering Shang is difficult and we have suffered repeated setbacks. If we don't advance, we will retreat. What can we do?"
After saying this, he suppressed the churning and discomfort in his chest and straightened his back, but his words revealed a subtle hint of fatigue and helplessness:
"Prime Minister, you have always been full of wisdom and strategies. Do you have any good plan to help our army overcome this difficulty?"
Jiang Ziya felt Ji Chang's expectations and trust. He sighed softly and turned his gaze to the sand table in the center of the tent.
He stared at the sand table, silently thinking about various possible countermeasures in his mind, but it seemed difficult to break through the current predicament.
After a moment, Jiang Ziya raised his head and looked at Ji Chang, with a determined light flashing in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, I have a plan that may help resolve the current predicament." He said slowly, "I am willing to go to Kunlun Mountain again and inform Master Yuanshi Tianzun of the situation here in detail."
"Master is extremely wise, and he will definitely be able to guide us and help us find a way out of this dilemma."
When Ji Chang heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
"This is a brilliant plan, Prime Minister!"
Ji Chang said excitedly, "It's just that the journey to Kunlun Mountain is long and there are many dangers in the mountain. Prime Minister, please be careful on this trip."
Jiang Ziya smiled slightly, bowed and said:
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will act with caution. For the future of the Great Zhou and the well-being of the people of the world, I am willing to go through fire and water without hesitation."
After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave, but seemed to remember something, stopped, and looked back at Ji Chang.
"Your Majesty, during my absence, please take care of yourself and do not overwork yourself. The future of the Great Zhou still needs your guidance."
"Also, there is no news from Jiameng Pass yet. Your Majesty can send someone to investigate."
"If Senior Brother Yu Ding takes over Jiameng Pass and asks me where I have been, please tell me the truth and ask Senior Brother Yu Ding not to act rashly and wait for me to return."
Ji Chang nodded when he heard this, a warm feeling welled up in his heart, and he said slowly:
"Prime Minister, I am so lucky to have you here! I hope everything goes well for you on this trip to Kunlun. I am waiting for good news here."
Jiang Ziya was deeply moved when he heard this. He knew that Ji Chang trusted and relied on him, and that this friendship was very deep.
So he bowed again, his tone firm and sincere:
"Don't worry, my king. I will live up to your trust and help our Great Zhou complete the great cause of conquering Shang as soon as possible."
After saying this, Jiang Ziya stretched out his body, and saw golden light flashing and auspicious clouds lingering. He had already risen into the clouds and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the distant Kunlun Mountains.
Ji Chang stared at the direction where Jiang Ziya left, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
When he looked away, he found that he was extremely tired. His body swayed involuntarily, and finally he fell weakly on the chair beside him.
At this moment, all the strength and tenacity seemed to disappear with Jiang Ziya's departure, leaving only a heart full of worry and fatigue.
When everyone saw this, they were all horrified and gathered around, shouting anxiously, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
The tent was suddenly in chaos. Some generals rushed forward to support Ji Chang, while others hurried to call for a military doctor.
The air was filled with tension and panic, but more importantly, there was deep worry and concern for Ji Chang.
Ji Chang opened his eyes reluctantly, looking at the anxious faces around him, he tried to force out a smile and comforted them:
"It's okay, I'm just a little tired. The Prime Minister has gone to Kunlun for help, we just need to wait patiently."
However, that smile could not hide his inner fatigue and helplessness.
He knew very well that the road to attacking Shang was long and difficult, but since he had chosen this path, he would continue on even if he had to kneel.
What's more, with the help of the immortals from the Chan sect, the chances of winning are still very high.
So Ji Chang pulled himself together, looked at everyone with a determined gaze, and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, the cause of conquering Shang has not yet been accomplished. We still need to continue our efforts. Do not act rashly before the Prime Minister returns."
When everyone heard this, they were all excited and agreed.
……
At Sishui Pass, the night deepens and the noise of the banquet has faded away with the passage of time, leaving only moonlight shining on the bluestone path.
Luo Shu walked slowly back to his room and gently closed the door. The room was silent with only the flickering candlelight illuminating his calm face.
He slowly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.
Just as Luo Shu was immersed in the subtle state of cultivation, a clear and mysterious prompt sound quietly rang out from the depths of his consciousness, breaking the tranquility.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host! You have completed the process of leaving Yufu Mountain and led your disciples to support Jiameng Pass, Sishui Pass, and Qinglong Pass! Reward: the innate killing treasure - the God-killing Spear! ]
Immediately afterwards, another prompt sound came, like the sound of nature, echoing in Luo Shu's sea of consciousness.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host! Complete the journey to Qinglong Pass, save Yuan Hong and Mu Zha, and prevent them from being on the list! Rewards include Wu Gou Sword, Changhong Lock, Tai Chi Talisman and other spiritual treasures! ]
[Ding! The reward has been distributed to the system space, please check it! ]
Luo Shu's heart moved, he opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He opened his thin lips and whispered to himself:
"I finally got the reward. The God-killing Spear! It's the magical treasure of the great demon ancestor Luohou. Even a saint can't stop its sharp edge."
After saying this, his mind moved slightly, and his consciousness instantly sank into the system space.
I saw that in the vast system space, an ancient and majestic spear was quietly floating.
The gun body exuded a faint aura of chaos, and vaguely one could see the aura of murderous intent flowing through it. It was the legendary innate killing treasure - the God-killing Gun.
An indescribable excitement surged in Luo Shu's heart. He stroked it gently, and the gun seemed to sense his thoughts and trembled slightly, as if telling of the ancient glory and fighting spirit.
As for the Wu Gou Sword, Changhong Lock, Tai Chi Talisman and other spiritual treasures, although they are also extremely precious, they pale in comparison to the brilliance of the God-killing Spear.