Nezha killed Ao Bing, and the dragon clan flooded Chentang.

The dragons in Taibai Town were hidden behind them.

In the past six months, the power of the Heavenly Court in the prehistoric world has reached a new high. All the immortal gates in Zhongshenzhou have come to the scene, and the troops sent by the Heavenly Court to the three thousand worlds have increased by nearly 60%.

In the Three Thousand Worlds, the system of the incense gods built by Western religions that took tens of thousands of years is accelerating its collapse.

It seems that before the great catastrophe of the Gods is completed, the three thousand worlds can be freed from the shadow of Western religion and returned to the rule of heaven.

A complete heavenly system is only two steps away from building it in full.

As a senior blueprint master of Heaven, Taibai Jinxing Li Changgeng suddenly awakened the "soul of work" in the past six months.

He went to Lingxiao Palace to pay homage to the Jade Emperor a lot more times than before. Every time he went there, he would hand over some memorials that would benefit the heavenly court to improve the details of the various departments of the heavenly court.

He cares about the salary increase, vacation, assessment, and replacement of the immortals;

Care about the battle formations, armor, pensions, and marriages of the heavenly soldiers;

I will also worry about the process of holding a peach banquet in Yaochi, worry about the title assessment of fairies, and worry about the rules of the incense that condenses the gods.

Wait and wait.

Jade Emperor...the mood is very complicated.

Li Changshou's departure seemed to have entered the countdown. As long as a few more wars were launched in the Southern Continent, the matter of the deity was settled, and he was about to leave.

It seemed as if someone was driving him.

In the past six months, Long Ji brought a large number of heavenly soldiers and generals to Fenghuang Mountain in the northern part of the Southern Continent, and built a Qingluan Douge, which was secretly guarded by heavenly soldiers and generals.

She was waiting for the opportunity to enter the great catastrophe and participated in the entire great catastrophe in the name of the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor and the disciple of Chang Geng.

Li Changshou no longer looked at Chaoge City.

It's meaningless.

It’s not that the defeat of Da Shang has been decided, but that Li Changshou no longer interferes in the internal affairs of Da Shang.

Speaking of Emperor Xin, we have to mention Daji at this time.

The fortune of the human emperor could only protect Emperor Xin from being directly murdered by Daji, but Daji did not go to murder, but instead enjoyed the life of the imperial concubine, and the fortune of the human emperor became a decoration.

Next, whether it is Daji's slander or Emperor Xin's attempt to suppress the old forces and using Daji's words as an excuse to attack the nobles in Chaoge City will cause severe turmoil in the big business situation.

And Daji...

At this time, it seems that he is still doing a fake show, and I think Di Xin is not bad;

I completely forgot about Taoist Master Qi Yuan back then, and only the only thing I want to do is "My King".

In order to restrict the powerful people in the court, Emperor Xin also transferred Su Daji's father and brother to Chaoge City, and promoted the title, and entrusted them with important tasks. He followed and helped the Shang ministers such as Fei Zhongyouhun and Fei Liane.

To make an inappropriate example, if Li Changshou was allowed to directly control Emperor Xin's thinking at this time, Da Shang would have an 80% chance of winning.

But there is no way, the way of heaven is staring at it.

Nezha and the Dragon Clan are considered as the edge of the script of the Heavenly Dao and can be changed at any time, as long as the results are not much different.

However, the change of the human emperor in Nanzhou and the battle between the two sects is the core of the script of Heavenly Dao. If you reverse it directly, the Daozu will definitely be anxious.

Under Wen Zhong's guidance, the disciples of the Jie Sect have been increasingly joined by the Shang army for three generations and four generations.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit became the deputy general of a heroic pass. She was not far from Chaoge City, but she had no connection with Wen Zhong. She was leisurely every day and could leave at any time.

However, the Chan Sect was calm and calm, and seemed to have obtained the accurate script. Even the investigation of various princes in Nanzhou had stopped.

But Li Changshou keenly realized that the Ansect began to secretly promote his reputation for Ji Chang of Zhou.

Obviously, the second uncle calculated something, or the Heavenly Dao intentionally gave some information to the Academic Sect.

The way of heaven is selfless.

On Xiaoqiong Peak, Li Changshou sat in a rocking chair, gently slapped the palm-leaf fan in his hand, his eyes a little confused.

After the Chaos Bell came, the chess and card room became lively again, and Xuanya came here more and more frequently.

I just don’t know when the uncle and master will come back; or whether they can come to live for a while before they leave the prehistoric world.

Although I rarely go there, I will not feel too lonely if I hear some laughter and joy.

Li Changshou considered himself not a pretentious person, and he did not dare to ask for any bonds or implicitness before the word "survival" cannot be fully implemented.

But in the end, people will appreciate what loneliness is.

The road to cultivation is long and the world is long.

If you don’t have relatives and friends, you will feel very lonely.

Then, if a few people, a dozen people, survive in the chaotic sea for a long time, what will happen? Can the relationship between you and them stand the constant procrastination of time?

These philosophical questions are actually very realistic and practical.

‘Senior Lang, you really have a problem for me.’

Gently, Li Changshou keenly noticed a mysterious Taoist rhyme wrapped around him, and he felt a little sleepy.

Shenwei Palace? Mengtianyi?

No, this seems to be the way to dream, but it can affect your mind at this time. Only the way of heaven and the five saints can do it in the prehistoric world.

Li Changshou closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

Kong Ming's Daoxin was completely opened, and all kinds of thoughts were quickly cleared. He confronted this Taoist rhyme, and the other party seemed helpless and could only retreat.

"Chang Geng, I'm sorry."

Daozu.

Li Changshou thought for a while and took action to block his Taoist heart, leaving only a ray of divine thought, and carefully contacted the Taoist rhyme, and then was pulled into a dream.

If other Qi Refiners are pulled into the dream, they will only feel that the dream is like reality, extremely compatible, and they cannot distinguish between reality and dream.

But under Li Changshou's operation, he seemed to have opened a window in his heart, and his soul sat in front of the "screen" and looked at the various pictures played inside.

The sense of substitution is not strong.

This is a prosperous Fang Town, with colorful array light shields filled the sky, and outside the light shield is a gray world.

When Li Changshou first stepped into this place, he felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen or when he had come.

People kept flying from outside the formation, most of them looked like innate Taoist bodies, but a small number of them remained in beastly and spiritual states, which seemed not simple human races, demon races, and various spiritual races.

With a rough sense, the figures coming and going were extremely solid in their own Taoist rhymes, and they were all masters when they picked up any one.

This reminded Li Changshou of an era, an era where the great ropes were everywhere in the prehistoric world, and a time where there were many golden immortals as many as dogs, and an era where the Chaos Sea and the prehistoric world were extremely lively.

In the late ancient times, the dragon and phoenix were the first disaster.

At that time, in order to avoid the battle between the three tribes of dragon, phoenix, qilin, most of the innate powerful and masters from all walks of life survived on the edge of the prehistoric world.

At that time, the Three Qings had already become a disciple of Hongjun Daozu, and Daozu established the Xuanmen. It was when the Zixiao Palace preached and joined the Tao that the Xuanmen was renamed the Tao.

When Li Changshou saw the familiar "whirlpool" in the center of this town, he naturally determined when and where the dream presented.

In the late ancient times, Xuandu City.

Just as Li Changshou looked around and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, a burly old Taoist walked out of the corner of the street not far away and showed a warm smile to Li Changshou.

Daozu, Hongjun.

Li Changshou bowed his head and bowed, without saying much, and walked over.

Hongjun Daozu nodded with a smile and said to Li Changshou: "Follow me."

"Yes," Li Changshou held the ritual of his disciples, put his hands in his sleeves, lowered his head and followed the Taoist ancestor, and stepped into the streets and alleys.

After twists and turns, Hongjun Daozu pushed open two wooden doors and took Li Changshou into a courtyard full of green bamboos.

The layout of the courtyard is very elegant, with pebbles covered with curved water and flowing wine, dotted with strange rockery stones everywhere. When the wind passes through the courtyard, the bamboo leaves make a rustling sound, isolating the noise and hustle and bustle.

Hongjun Daozu led Li Changshou to the flowing water, lit two cushions, and sat down on his own with a low table.

"sit."

"Thank you, Master," Li Changshou responded in a low voice, lifted up the hem of his robe, and sat opposite Hongjun Daozu.

Hongjun Daozu chuckled and said, "How do you think I did this dream?"

"The dream created by the master is quite real," Li Changshou smiled a little restrainedly, "it can almost be used to make the real one."

Hongjun smiled and said, "Why do you feel like you are always mocking me?"

Li Changshou:...

"Disciple doesn't dare."

"Don't dare? What else do you dare not?"

Hongjun Daozu smiled and sighed: "It turns into a escaped one, and the way of heaven cannot be erased, so you can only leave in the future.

You are just under my nose and become a little guy who I must be called a fellow Taoist.

It's really thief."

Li Changshou said seriously: "No matter what the master's purpose is, most of the disciples can do today, but the master's promotion is to promote them.

Master Master summoned me to come, probably not to convince my disciples to believe Master Master again, so please don’t have to say such words.

The disciples actually admire the master very much."

Hongjun Daozu pondered for a while and said, "Since that's the case, you and I will talk openly and honestly.

I would like to ask you, what you said in Zixiao Palace that day, I think the Human Emperor suppressed the last will of the God of Pangu, but the truth in your heart?"

"It's just a disciple's guess and inference."

"In other words, it's not the truth," Hongjun Daozu smiled, "I'm really curious about how much you saw through the wisp of Hongmeng purple aura in Kunpeng's soul."

Li Changshou looked at the lines of the low table and said, "The disciples actually don't see much, and they will never exceed a few saints and masters.

But the idea of ​​Master directly interfering with the Human Emperor is indeed a bit too much."
To be continued...