Seeing Wen Zhong's peace, I seemed to feel much better. After all, he was able to face death like this, but I couldn't do anything.

"I'll come to see you tomorrow." I said here, and I got up too. What I can do now is to come and see him more.

"I plan to go out tomorrow and look around. Although it is already cold, the scenery in this world is always so charming. It is always good to take a look at it." Wen Zhong said here. I seemed to think of many people with terminal illness three thousand years later, leaving suicide notes to his descendants. Once they are unconscious and refuse to rescue, they will leave themselves with the last dignity.

I understand that what Wen Zhong wants is the last dignity of this life. Whether it is the high priest or the Grand Master Wen, they are all strong for the rest of their lives and respected for the rest of their lives. Should they be a fragile old man in the end of their lives? He does not want to leave a struggling face in front of everyone, but seeks a dullness left to the world at the end of his life.

I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeves without taking away a cloud.

Despite this, I still issued the decree to warn the whole city of "jue": before the army sets in the entire Jiepai Pass, the residents of the whole city are not allowed to say the word "jue", the characters "jue" are not allowed to appear in the characters on the streets and alleys, and the inscriptions on the mountains, rivers and rivers are not allowed to appear in the characters "jue". All I can do for him is this.

But that night, Wen Zhong came to my dream. Wen Zhong was relaxed and comfortable, smiling, and slowly walked towards me.

"Brother." Wen Zhong walked up to me and shouted, then continued, "I am no longer in this world."

I shook his hand in panic, but felt like I was lost. It turned out that it was Wen Zhong's soul.

Wen Zhong continued to smile and said, "My soul has left my body. Bai Jian is waiting for me outside. I will follow him to report to the Fengshen Platform. Thank you for everything you have done for me. Everyone will die, brother, don't be sad. What's more, I am going to participate in Fengshen this time, so we will naturally have a chance to meet."

"Garcia Inca..." Wen Zhong had gently floated back after saying this.

"Wait, why is this happening?" I hurriedly chased after him.

"Although you issued the order to 'severe' in the whole city, it is hard to disobey God's will. After you left, I sat on a chair and fell asleep. After sleeping, I fell into a dream. In the dream, I came to an empty grassland, with a river in front and a mountain behind. It was setting sun and clouds were lingering. The scenery was so beautiful." Wen Zhong said with sighing.

"I was watching the scenery in the sky that was surprising, but the clouds suddenly changed, and the word "jue" was transformed into the sunset. It disappeared in no time. Then, Bai Jian appeared behind me. At that time, I realized that I was dead. But brother, this was not a painful thing. I am very calm now." Wen Zhong said the last sentence, nodded at me, turned around and left.

When I dreamed of this, I suddenly woke up. At this time, the sky was already dawn, and Daji happened to wake up. I said calmly: "Wen Zhong is dead."

"How could it be?" Daji asked with his eyes wide open, as if he didn't believe in this reality.

"Last night, he had already told me that he had seen the word "jue" transformed by clouds in the sky in his dream, and died. However, he seemed very calm, so I was not so sad." I sat up slowly.

"Let's get up and go see him." As he said that, he began to get up and get up without saying much, Daji began to get up and wash.

I asked someone to call Jiang Xinshang, told him the matter, and prepared to go and see it together. Jiang Xinshang sighed when he heard what I said, "This may be the best way to leave for Wen Zhong."

"How do you say it?" I asked.

"First, Wen Zhong did not die on the battlefield and his body was intact; second, he died in a dream without much pain; third, he no longer had to face his master, Holy Mother Jin Ling, and no matter what, he would not be accused of bullying his master and arbitrarily. Therefore, Wen Zhong died peacefully like this, which is also a good way to leave." Jiang Xinshang replied.

When I heard this, I felt quite agreeing. In Wen Zhong, the most embarrassing and most difficult to face was the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit. His departure not only ensured the deep brotherhood, but also avoided conflict between master and apprentice. After all, it was the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation. When the master and apprentice met again, it was a torture. When I thought of this, I kept sighing in my heart that human feelings in the world are always so entangled.

When we arrived in Wen Zhong's courtyard, we saw that the door was still half open. When we pushed the door in, we saw Wen Zhong leaning on the chair very calmly, as if he was asleep. His body was straight, his hands were placed on his lower abdomen, his feet were gently leaning on the ground, his eyes were closed, but he lacked anger.

"Come on, help me!" I said to Jiang Xinshang.

Jiang Xinshang didn't say anything after hearing this. I gently held Wen Zhong's back. Jiang Xinshang moved Wen Zhong's legs and carefully lifted Wen Zhong up and put it on the bed. At this time, I spoke and said, "Prepare for a great burial!"

"I'll call Yin Pobai and Lei Kai to come." Jiang Xinshang did not answer my words. He was the prime minister of Xiqi, and he was not suitable for this matter. However, Yin Pobai and Lei Kai were the most experienced generals of the Shang Dynasty at this time, and he was a minister in the same dynasty as Wen Zhong and had close contacts, which was the most suitable.

As soon as the news spread, all the generals and generals of the Jiepai Pass came. The small yard was suddenly crowded and busy. The last time I looked at Wen Zhong was enough, so I left here - let everyone work, but I was in the way here.

After working for seven days, Wen Zhong was buried in peace. In fact, the underworld did not care about this matter at all. The creation of gods is the biggest thing in the three realms. All people and things must follow and serve the overall situation.

After all, Wen Zhong's soul had to stay at the Venerable God Platform for nine years, waiting for the final god. So although the graves and funerals were very grand, it was just a ritual that was carried out.

Since Wen Zhong said goodbye to me in my dream, I have not felt so sad in my heart because I know that he left calmly and did not bother at all.

On the night of Wen Zhong's funeral, Jiang Xinshang came to me. I don't know if it depends on my mood or something else.

Actually, I am still very curious about the Venerable God Platform. I only know that the place is used to Venerable God. I don’t know what the souls are inside. Anyway, Jiang Xinshang sits here and doesn’t leave, so I just chat.

"Old Jiang, can you tell me what's going on in the Battle of God Platform?" I said as I looked at the salary cut.

"I thought you would ask me if Wen Zhong's matter is over in the first sentence." Jiang Xinshang said unexpectedly, but then said: "It seems you have come out."

"I didn't go in, so what did I do?" I twisted my head and said with a wry smile. "Since I knew that Wen Zhong had left peacefully, I have never cared about it again. How many people have died along the way? If this is always the case, then I will just live in sadness. What else can I fight and be called a god, let alone, as you said, Wen Zhong's way of leaving is considered to be a great deal."

"Why did you suddenly ask about the Fengshentai?" Jiang Xinshang heard me say this and began to change the topic.

"Nothing, it's just curiosity." I didn't say that much.

"Take it down. There are so many dead souls going to the Fengshentai, you have never asked about this. But after Wen Zhong goes, you will be concerned. It seems that you have deep brotherhood. You are still a little unable to let go." Jiang Xinshang looked at me and said.

"If you tell me, just say that exposing my shortcomings in person is not something that good people should do." It seems that saying that you are calm is also a bit lying, and Jiang Xinshang suddenly noticed the reason he found.

Jiang Xinshang knew what I was thinking and no longer joked, so he briefly talked to me about the Fengshentai.

It turns out that in the Venerable Gods Platform, the barriers are set according to the total number of Venerable Gods. Each barrier is very large, enough for everyone's soul to live in daily life. In fact, their daily daily life is also very simple. It is nothing more than cultivating the mind and cultivating the mind. After the death of a person, the demonic nature disappears, and then cultivating the mind, and finally getting rid of the demonic nature and becoming a god in heaven.

In other words, after entering the Venerable God Platform, you have nothing to do with the world, all grudges disappear, and you will reach the state of being indulging in life and becoming an immortal after death.

The people who died before the Fengshen Platform were built were refused to accept it, and their souls kept floating. After the construction was completed, they were found one by one by Bai Jian and settled down one by one.

After hearing this, I no longer say anything. Wen Zhong got rid of his body and practiced again, and it would be best to serve the heavens. This is the result. It would be useless for me to worry about it. Let it go!

"Is there any news about the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation?" I asked Jiang Xinshang again.

"There is no news." Jiang Xinshang also breathed slowly and continued, "The storm is coming. Under this seemingly calm appearance, no one can explain how many murderous intents are buried. Maybe the upper part is fighting and arrangements. After all, this is a battle between gods and immortals. If you die, you will be a god. Only by living can you escape the disaster or become a sanctified body."

"It seems that the elite disciples under the head of Tongtian Sect will sweep over this time, but they will soon disappear and will never recover from it. The power of the other two factions will rise quickly and see the world's paths." The two of them sat there quietly chatting, and no one looked at each other.

(End of this chapter)
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