Li Ping'an asked: "Which child is this?"

"First."

"Jikao?"

"Yes," Hou Tu said with a smile, "Your Majesty can obviously check the book of life and death directly, but you still want me to be busy here."

"I really didn't get this from searching the heavens."

Li Pingan sighed softly.

Boyikao, the eldest son of Ji Chang who was chopped into meat paste by King Zhou, can be regarded as a legendary figure.

Li Ping'an said: "I don't like this very much. Ji Chang should have many sons, right?"

Hou Tu checked it carefully and said softly: "Ji Chang's wife and his concubine will give birth to twenty children, and he will also adopt many sons."

"When will the second son be born?"

"The year after tomorrow, his name was Ji Fa."

Ji Fa, King Wu of Zhou, was the protagonist of the Great Tribulation of the Gods and the resurgence of the army to defeat Zhou.

Li Ping'an asked: "Where is the third son and the fourth son?"

Hou Tu said: "The third son Ji Xian will be born four years later, and the fourth son Ji Dan will be born six years later."

After Ji Xian, Guan Shuxian, and King Zhou Wu died, Ji Dan supervised the country. Ji Xian refused and took King Zhou's son Wu Geng hostage and launched the famous Three Supervisors Rebellion, which was later quelled by Ji Dan.

This is not a myth, this is what Li Ping'an knows about the history of his hometown of Shang.

But no matter what, Ji Xian, the third son of King Wen of Zhou, was a master who launched a rebellion but failed. It would be too bad to be reincarnated as the Emperor of Heaven.

And this Ji Dan...

Ji Dan, known as Zhou Gong in the history of Li Ping'an's hometown, was the Duke of Zhou who established Zhou rites and was highly praised by Confucius.

While history and mythology do not mix;

But becoming Ji Dan is a hundred times better than becoming Ji Xian.

Li Ping'an said: "Let's put this ray of my soul into this Ji Dan."

"That's okay," Hou Tu reminded, "Your Majesty, why don't you think more about it?"

"It's just him," Li Ping'an said with a smile, "The eldest son of Zhou has the highest status now, followed by the second son. Naturally, the higher the ranking, the better."

"Well," Hou Tu said with emotion, "I don't know in what life this Xibohou received his blessing."

Li Ping'an muttered: "Please keep this matter secret, especially don't spread it to heaven."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that there will be no problems in the reincarnation process, and the saint will not see any problems."

"Well, then I will let the body retreat in heaven in six years."

Li Ping'an felt a little more hopeful for some reason and said with a smile:

"The timing of reincarnation is entirely controlled by fellow Taoists."

Hou Tu agreed.

This is a small matter to her, but it is related to Heaven's plan for the Taoist Immortal's catastrophe, so she will go all out.

Li Ping'an stayed here for a few more hours, discussing reincarnation with Hou Tu, and then left with satisfaction.

When leaving the underworld, Li Ping'an went to Ksitigarbha's new retreat place to visit.

This Ksitigarbha is also peculiar. He especially likes some gloomy places to observe those resentful souls.

If the saints of Western religion want Ksitigarbha to play its role, they have to wait until the Great Tribulation of the Gods is over.

Li Ping'an shook his head and did not show up again to scare the boy. He turned around and went to Dong'an City to wait for the start of the Yuxu Palace preaching conference.

Um?

What's wrong?

This son...

Li Ping'an took out a precious mirror and looked at his handsome and charming face, with a somewhat self-deprecating smile on his lips.

He was only a few hundred years old, but he subconsciously called Ksitigarbha "this son".

It's good to be strong.

Of course, his seniority is also really high.

…

At the same time, in Yuxu Palace.

Hundreds of disciples of Chanjiao have all rushed back to the mountain gate early today and are currently busy decorating the inside and outside.

Even Yun Zhongzi and Antarctic Immortal Weng, who usually rarely show up, appeared in the main hall today and sat next to the saint's futon early in the morning.

Chanjiao values ​​rules and is very particular about internal rankings. The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, as the disciples of the Saint of Chanjiao, have the highest status, so they don’t have to work at the moment.

Taiyi Zhenren, who has not shown up for a long time due to being a disciple in seclusion, is currently lying on a few futons, enjoying the leg-beating service of Lingzhu on the side, with a look of laziness in his eyes.

Lingzhuzi already looks like a young man, with a delicate appearance and polite manners. Because his body is too thin, he feels weak.

"well!"

Master Huanglong landed at the palace door and stepped into the hall dejectedly.

He originally wanted to find a corner to sit down, but Master Taiyi greeted him: "Senior brother, what's going on? It's wilting."

Master Huang Long was already in a depressed mood, and he was extremely unwilling to chat with this junior brother who was not very nice to talk to. However, in this situation, he could not let Master Taiyi offend him. He lowered his head and walked over, sitting down next to Master Taiyi.

Side of person.

I don't even bother to trim the hem of my Taoist robe.

"Hey," Master Taiyi became interested, "Why does Senior Brother Huanglong look so resentful?"

"It's okay not to mention this matter."

Huang Long waved his hand and said, "Junior brother Taiyi, don't ask any more questions. I'm worried right now."

"Didn't you say before that you would bring fellow Taoist Shiji here to listen to the lecture?"

"I'm just worried about this matter," Huang Long sighed, "Shi Ji and I... are afraid that we will end our friendship."

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes instantly ignited with the soul of Bagua.

He immediately sat up and kicked the spirit beads outside the hall to play with the young disciples of the third and fourth generations of the Chan Sect. He then approached Master Huang Long with a sly smile.

"If you have anything sad to say, it will make me happy."

The corners of Master Huanglong's mouth twitched slightly, and he almost took out his Heavenly Court Official Seal and stuffed it into Master Taiyi's mouth.

"How can you be so sarcastic!"

"Is this ridicule?" Master Taiyi said with a smile, "This is to help senior brother solve problems. See, senior brother, are you in better spirits now?"

Huanglong Zhenren:......

"Tell me, what happened?"

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