He also did not intend to have too close interactions with the Chu court.

Everything originates from the Zuo family and ends with the Zuo family.

Of course, now we may also add a Brahma Master...

He really couldn't figure out how Junior Brother Jingli came to Chu State, transformed into such a person, and became a national preceptor!

He had looked at it a few times just now, and the bald man was still tilting his head, pretending to be curious and unfamiliar!

Previously, when the unknown person wanted to use the evil Buddha to ascend to the Supreme Saint, when he was looking for the "Three Jewels Tathagata Sutra", he stood up in the form of living beings to answer the question. Every word of the sutra was approaching this Bodhisattva. How could this bald man still think that he could hide it?

Where to stay?——That is to say, there are many people here, otherwise he would have to ask questions.

The old monk on Sanbao Mountain is no longer here, and the most honest little bald guys are running out to wear masks!

Did he, Mr. Jiang, fail to take good care of his little senior brother? He was short of money for incense, so he had to go to Chu State to work for someone?

To be honest, I feel a little sad.

How can my little senior brother be someone who can join the officialdom?

He, the former Marquis of Wu'an, was always trembling with fear.

The officialdom is a deep and unpredictable turbid water, and only fat-brained people like Brother Sheng can swim freely in it.

Jiang Wang's attitude was clear. The Emperor of Chu did not force it, but looked at the little God of Wealth in his arms: "The master of Lingxiao Pavilion enabled the Ruyi Immortal Palace, and the people of Chu have to repay it. Master Ye Pavilion, these sacred scriptures also

Please choose one as a gift from the entire Southern Territory."

Jiang Wang never made decisions for Ye Qingyu, he only held up the little God of Wealth so that she could see the Emperor of Chu.

The little golden God of Wealth lightly opened his lips: "The little God is not worried about coming here, he is just doing what he should do. Your Majesty's heart is more important than the mountains and seas, and the little God has seen how broad it is and cannot bear its generosity."

The intention is accepted, but the courtesy is not accepted.

Chu Tianzi looked at Zuo Xiao, who nodded.

He also supports Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu's decision and will not come forward to persuade them to accept anything.

The Emperor of Chu then sighed. At such a moment of great victory, he held the Emperor's Sword in his hand, but he was a little disappointed: "I have four seasons, and the spring of the four seasons is about to end. I have the world, but the world has no return.

If you can’t accept the generous rewards, then why do you deserve this?”

His sigh was of course not only because Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu rejected the reward from the Chu State, but because there was such a person, no matter how he rewarded his merits or generous rewards, it was meaningless...

Next to the tiankeng at the entrance of Abi Ghost Cave, there is now a monument with the name "Gongsun Xi" engraved on it.

The white stele is tall and thick, and the carvings and carvings are very careful. It basically complies with the etiquette and matches Gongsun Xi's status. Of course, only this stele matches - after all, if you just insert a wooden board, you will be said to be a famous saint.

Tomb, somewhat lacking in persuasiveness,

The tomb is slightly raised, so naturally there is no body in it. The empty coffin is named and buried with soil.

Gongsun Xi died.

No one lamented for Him.

Because at this same time...

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

The stars are extinguished one by one, and the fairy palaces return to their respective places.

The information galaxy that was circling like a dragon in Zhanghua Terrace had stopped circling at some point.

The arguments that clashed like gold and jade also fell silent with the name of the saint.

In the almost illusory reflection deep in the galaxy, at the end of all the torrent of information, a huge body named "Zhuge Yixian" has been standing there for many years, eyes open in silence.

These eyes did not look at anyone, but they looked at the mountains and rivers of Chu land and the stars in Chu sky, and they could see any Chu people.

This huge body, with thirty-three ridges dividing the river of information, didn't vomit anything this time.

Because there is no time left to vomit.

He slowly closed his eyes, like a sandcastle destroyed by waves, and collapsed into the galaxy.

The waves are time, and the stars and sand are the bits and pieces of information that have been accumulated since the founding of Chu.

The Great Chu Star Witch Zhuge Yixian... died of exhaustion!

He left no last words.

His departure was not a big deal.

It was just that the information galaxy in Zhang Huatai was out of order for a moment, but soon resumed operation according to his design during his lifetime and under the joint leadership of the twelve cardinals. This time did not exceed three breaths, which minimized the

Influence on Chu State.

However, there were cries one after another in Zhanghua Terrace, and the cries gradually spread out of the Meteor Immortal Forest, and gradually echoed throughout the land of Chu.

It's just a land of thousands of miles, where ghosts and gods share the same sorrow.

It’s just that hundreds of millions of Chu people have lost a patron saint who has stood in Chu land for 3,761 years!

Life spans ten thousand years, only four thousand years.

What a tragedy now!

The Emperor of Chu wears a crown, wields a long sword, stands high in the sky, and looks back at the Chu land. There are divine phoenixes ringing the sky, and the real dragon turns its eyes, but there is only a faint sound——
Chapter completed!