The words of the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord continued to echo in the ears of Hao Wuji, and they also echoed in the ears of everyone here.
Everyone looked at the immortal throne in shock.
No one expected that this immortal throne would actually be an acquired treasure, and it was left behind by the first generation of immortals.
He has such an incredible mystery.
Without the recognition of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, even if you sit on the Immortal Throne, you will be rejected and shaken away by the power of the Immortal Throne.
Just like Yang Dingtian at the beginning, and Hao Wuji who sat on it later.
It's all like this.
The Yangdingtian is not bad, it has no intention of becoming an immortal. It just feels interesting to sit on it and wants to show off its majesty on the throne of the immortal.
But Hao Wuji is different.
He is the son of the Immortal Lord, and has always longed to sit on the Immortal Lord's throne and become the Lord of Nine Heavens.
But now he was told that even if he tried his best to get here, he still wouldn't be able to sit in this position.
Because this immortal throne does not recognize him.
Wouldn’t that mean all the hard work is in vain?
Countless years of obsession, long hours of suffering.
It turned out to be just a joke in the end.
How could Hao Wuji accept this?
This immortal throne is not only a symbol of the Lord of the Nine Heavens, but also a threshold.
Not only must you have the opportunity to sit on it, but you must also have the ability to sit on it.
From the first generation of Immortal Lord to the current Nine Heavens Immortal Lord, they have all been recognized by the throne of the Immortal Lord.
But Hao Wuji seems to be lacking something.
"Hao Wuji, not just you, but everyone here, if you want to try it out if you are not qualified, you can come up and have a seat."
Jiutian Xianzun said very generously.
"If anyone can get the recognition of this immortal throne, he will be the next Lord of Nine Heavens."
As soon as this statement came out, many people present were shocked.
Anyone can come up and give it a try?
So who can resist this temptation?
Even if you don't have that much thought, you definitely want to try your luck here.
What if you really sit on it?
Wouldn’t that make a lot of money?
For a time, many people were ready to make a move.
There are not only the rebellious gods under Hao Wuji, but also the gods of the Immortal Court, but the holy beasts are indifferent and don't care about the throne of the Immortal Lord.
"Young Master, why don't you let me go up and give it a try?"
A rebel god said something cautiously.
Seeing that Hao Wuji didn't respond, the rebellious god swallowed his saliva and bravely walked up.
But as soon as he reached the throne of the Immortal Lord, the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord beside him suddenly spoke.
"I forgot to tell you, if it were not for Daluo Jinxian's cultivation, once he sat on it and was rejected, the immortal body would collapse on the spot, and not even the immortal soul could be saved."
"And even Daluo Jinxian needs at least Daluo's third-level cultivation to ensure that his immortal body will not perish. Otherwise,
Otherwise, there is still the danger of the immortal body collapsing."
As soon as these words came out, the rebel god who had just approached immediately froze.
There was sweat on his forehead and he looked a little hesitant.
But in the end he gritted his teeth and sat on it.
The result is the next moment.
boom!!!
This rebellious god didn't even have a chance to scream, and his immortal body exploded to pieces on the spot.
A mutilated fairy soul fled out in terror, but it failed to survive and quickly dissipated.
Died on the spot!
Even the imprint of destiny in the avenue has been erased.
There is no chance of being resurrected from the great road.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
The words of the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord just now were really not meant to scare them. This Immortal Lord's throne is indeed not something anyone can sit on casually.
It's almost like taking your own life.
"Tch, even I was so shaken by this chair that I vomited blood. It's no wonder you little bastards can withstand it."
Yang Dingtian seemed to be gloating about his misfortune, as if he felt a little proud that he could withstand the power of the immortal throne.
But with the lesson learned from the rebellious god just now, everyone who was still a little ready to make a move immediately stopped.
joke!
Although they all wanted to go up and have a seat, since this thing might kill them, they might as well forget it.
Whoever wants to go will go.
The Nine Heavens Immortal Master ignored the others present and kept looking at Hao Wuji, as if expecting Hao Wuji's next reaction.
"I have said this for the sake of it. If you still can't understand it clearly, it proves that you are indeed not the future master of this fairy court."
Jiutian Xianzun sighed secretly in his heart.
For Jiutian Immortal Lord, he no longer wants to sit in this position.
I wish someone could take my place and accept such a huge mess.
Despite the resounding name of the Lord of the Nine Heavens, the posture of thousands of immortals worshiping him is extremely majestic.
But this is also a heavy burden.
not to mention.
Whoever sits in this position will be at the front and face the three guys nine days away in the future.
Therefore, the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord has always wanted to find a successor. Hao Wuji happened to go to the Bitter Bamboo Forest, so the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord realized that Hao Wuji was probably the next Lord of the Nine Heavens selected by Ye Qingyun.
Then he deliberately left Miluo Palace and allowed Hao Wuji and others to come in.
He even left an incarnation here to guide Hao Wuji very "considerately".
All he had to do was coax Hao Wuji into sitting in this position.
But the words have come to this, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord cannot force Hao Wuji to take this position.
Even he can't change the law imprinted on the throne of the Immortal Lord by the first-generation Immortal Lord.
But the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord knew how to change the laws above, and had already vaguely reminded Hao Wuji.
It's just that this kid doesn't look too smart.
A bit sluggish.
Just when the Nine Heavens Immortal was secretly anxious, Hao Wuji seemed to have thought of something.
His eyes were staring at the immortal throne.
"If this throne has the power set by the first-generation Immortal Lord, then how did my father and you become the Immortal Lord?"
Hearing him ask this, Jiutian Immortal Lord was speechless.
This guy seems to be a bit over the top.
Your father was the successor chosen by the first-generation Immortal Lord. Isn’t that just a matter of words?
As for me?
It wasn't the trick of that big-haired saint that allowed me to sit on the throne of this immortal.
But that's not the point.
The key point is that you have to find a way to make the Immortal Throne recognize you.
Don’t you guys understand that the person who ties the bell must also be tied to untie it?
What is your confidence that you can make it all the way here? Why don’t you look for it somewhere else?
These words, Jiutian Immortal Lord said in his heart.
But he couldn't tell Hao Wuji directly.
After all, Hao Wuji was not the person chosen by his Nine Heavens Immortal Lord, but the person chosen by the one from Bitter Bamboo Forest.
"Both your father and I have been recognized before, and this immortal throne was made by the first generation of immortals. What do you think you should do so that it will no longer reject you?"
Jiutian Xianzun said this meaningfully.
Now, even some gods could sense it.
He looked at the Nine Heavens Immortal with a strange look.
Isn't this right?
Why do you feel like you, Immortal Lord, are teaching Hao Wuji how to sit in this position?
Shouldn't this rebel god who is trying to covet the position of Immortal Lord be directly suppressed?
Why are you forcing yourself so much on him?
"you"
Hao Wuji finally felt that the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord seemed to be trying to remind him.
He glanced at the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord in surprise, and then flew decisively towards the outside of Miluo Palace.
Seeing Hao Wuji turn around and leave, the incarnation of the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord finally showed a look of relief.
The moment Hao Wuji flew out of Miluo Palace, he was planning to fly directly to the fourth heaven.
He is going to ask Ye Qingyun for advice!
Because in Hao Wuji's view, since this immortal throne is a legacy of the first generation of immortals, Ye Qingyun, who is a relic of the ancient immortal court, must know how to solve this problem.
So Hao Wuji planned to go to the Bitter Bamboo Forest to meet Ye Qingyun.
"Donor Hao, are you going to find the Holy Son?"
Unexpectedly, Huikong, who was guarding outside Miluo Palace, asked Hao Wuji the first time he saw Hao Wuji coming out.
Hao Wuji stopped.
"good."
Huikong smiled slightly
"What happened in Milo Palace?"
Hao Wuji hesitated for a moment and then told Huikong everything that happened in Miluo Palace.
"That's it. I'm going to find Master Ye and ask him to teach me how to sit on the throne of the Immortal."
When Huikong heard the words, he seemed to have understood everything.
A smile full of wisdom appeared at the corner of his mouth.
A pair of eyes is extremely bright, as if they can see through everything.
"Donor Hao, it seems that you are indeed the person chosen by the Holy Son."
"What?"
Hao Wuji was a little dazed.
"Amitabha, even everything in the world cannot escape the control of the Holy Son. Everything here is also the arrangement of the Holy Son."
"I'll let this poor monk take care of the matter of the Immortal's throne for you."
"This is also the reason why the Holy Son ordered the poor monk to come here."
Hao Wuji was stunned when he heard this.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Huikong waved his hand.
"Please ask Donor Hao to stay here temporarily, and the young monk will come back as soon as he goes."
After saying that, Huikong turned into a stream of light and flew into the distant sky in an instant.
Hao Wuji stood there, not quite understanding what Huikong meant. He even wondered if what Huikong understood was slightly different from his own?
Why do you feel something is weird?
But it was said that Huikong returned all the way from outside Miluo Palace to the Fourth Heaven, and flew into the Bamboo Forest.
Before Huikong could see Ye Qingyun, he saw Da Mao already squatting on the road.
When Huikong saw Da Mao, he was slightly startled and quickly put his hands together in salute.
"Senior Da Mao!"
Da Mao yawned, and then spit out a big thing from the dog's mouth.
A solid gold chair!
A closer look revealed that it was the chair that Ye Qingyun carried with him, and would take it out to sit on from time to time to show off.
Golden light shines!
Incredibly noble!
Huikong was greatly surprised when he saw this pure gold chair.
"Amitabha, all of this is indeed the Son's arrangement!"
"This thing must be the key to Hao Wuji's success in ascending to the throne of Immortal Lord!"
Da Mao shook his tail.
"You can take this chair with you and give it to Hao Wuji."
The next moment, Da Mao disappeared from where he was.
But when Da Mao appeared again, he had already arrived at an extremely strange and mysterious place.
It seems like a heaven beyond the sky!
Incomparably vast!
Incomparably vast!
Full of all kinds of chaotic power!
Intertwined vertically and horizontally!
Wreaking havoc in all directions!
Da Mao squatted in the void, looking at the end with a pair of golden dog eyes.
Vaguely.
Three strange figures appear and disappear.
This chapter has been completed!