The battle is over, and the Chaos Bell has its owner. The saints are about to leave, but suddenly the sound of the Tao comes into their minds.
"All saints, come to Zixiao Palace quickly!"
Taoist Hongjun delivered the supreme Taoist message, and the saints did not dare to neglect it. They bowed, looked at each other, and left for Zixiao Palace one after another.
Taiyuan's expression was indifferent. He vaguely sensed the breath of heaven with his supreme supernatural power. Although he did not receive the message, he knew in his heart that after the lich measured the calamity, Hongjun would definitely summon all the saints to discuss the next matters in heaven.
Taiyuan vaguely felt that what appeared at this time was probably not Taoist Hongjun, but the direct manifestation of Heavenly Dao.
But all this had nothing to do with him, and he immediately returned to the overseas dojo.
I and other saints separated from the chaos all the way, and soon they saw a temple in the depths of the chaos, which was mysterious and mysterious, as if they had arrived at the source of the way of heaven.
It is Zixiao Palace and Hongjun Taoist Temple.
When the saints entered the Zixiao Palace, they saw a Tongtian Taoist sitting on a futon.
After the ceremony, everyone sat down according to their seats. In silence, Taoist Hongjun appeared on the cloud bed where he once preached.
Hongjun's face was hazy, his aura became increasingly indifferent, and he exuded a ruthless aura that made people's hearts palpitate. Even if everyone here is a saint, they would not dare to be a little presumptuous in front of Taoist Hongjun, and his heart would be shocked.
"The way of heaven!" I have the highest moral practice, but I understand that what appears in front of me is not the real Hongjun, but the way of heaven. This makes him become more and more silent. As a saint in the prehistoric world, I have a very deep understanding of the way of heaven.
I deeply understand what a terrifying existence it is. All saints are ants. I am afraid I should add that under the way of heaven, saints are also ants. There is an insurmountable gap between the realms of the two.
"I have met the teacher!" The saints did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"That's all, I came to see you this time, but the calamity of the Lich Tribulation has ended. The gods of the two clans are gone. Heaven cannot be without its owner for a day. Let's discuss who can be the Emperor of Heaven?"
Taoist Hongjun said calmly with no expression on his face.
I am speechless, he only has one disciple, Xuandu, and he has no candidate for the Emperor of Heaven.
"Teacher, this disciple is at the South Pole. His virtues are profound and he can become the Emperor of Heaven."
Yuanshi Tianzun never misses any opportunity to compete for luck. Although the position of the Great Emperor is entangled with cause and effect, it contains supreme luck. If the Emperor of Heaven belongs to his sect, then the luck of Chanjiao will definitely increase greatly.
"Teacher, I am a disciple of Maitreya from the West. I am honest and kind, and can be the Emperor of Heaven!" Zhunti spoke immediately, without hesitation, and the certainty in his tone was surprising.
"Humph, Zhunti, the position of Emperor of Heaven is my Eastern business, and you from the West don't have to participate." Yuanshi Tianzun was furious and snorted coldly. When he opened his mouth, he directly established the Heavenly Court in the East, cutting off the entry of Western religions from the root.
The thoughts of the Lord in heaven.
"Hmph, what Brother Yuanshi said is wrong. The Emperor of Heaven is the Emperor of the Ancients, so there is no difference between East and West." Zhunti sneered.
"Teacher, my disciple Zhao Gongming can be the Emperor of Heaven." Tongtian said coldly.
For a time, except for Laozi, Jingyin, and Nuwa, the other three saints started fighting for it.
The battle between Qi and numbers is very important to the saints.
"Okay, junior brothers, please stop fighting. Let the teacher make the decision in everything." I said loudly. After some fighting, he already understood the position of Emperor of Heaven. I am afraid that Taoist Hongjun already has a candidate in mind. Otherwise, no matter what
No matter who the Emperor of Heaven comes from, other saints will be dissatisfied. This situation is very unfavorable for the Emperor of Heaven to sort out the ancient world.
Sure enough, as soon as I opened my mouth, several saints stopped fighting and focused their attention on Taoist Hongjun.
"Haotian, Yaochi, you two come forward." Taoist Hongjun ignored the saints and instead called the two boys who were waiting on the side. He stretched out his hand, and two green rays of light fell on them.
On a boy, in the blink of an eye, the two people who originally looked like seven or eight-year-old boys turned into young people. Haotian became a young man with a solemn and serious face, and Yaochi also turned into a graceful and beautiful woman.
"You two were originally created by me enlightening the chaotic yin and yang stone. One yin and one yang, your destiny is somewhat extraordinary. Haotian, you can be the emperor of heaven, and Yaochi, you can be the queen mother." Taoist ancestor Hongjun made a fortune.
The two boys directly designated them as the Emperor and Queen Mother of Heaven.
"What do you think?" Only then did Patriarch Hongjun ask the saints for their opinions.
"Everything is up to the teacher." The saints still don't understand that Taoist Hongjun asked them to come to Zixiao Palace this time just to observe the ceremony. As for the position of Emperor of Heaven, they are not under the sects of their majors at all.
As their thoughts turned, the saints also felt that the arrangement made by Daozu Hongjun was the best. Otherwise, the position of Emperor of Heaven would have been fought for tens of millions of years, and there would always be other saints who would not be satisfied.
"Haotian, as the Emperor of Heaven, you must sort out the laws of the ancient world without the protection of the most precious treasure. This is the Haotian Mirror. It is the best innate spiritual treasure. It can see everything in the world. This Haotian Tower is also the best innate spiritual treasure.
It has infinite magical uses. You will know in the future that these two treasures are destined to you, and they will be given to you today." Taoist Hongjun took out two magic treasures, a mirror and a tower, from his sleeves, emitting a misty divine light, attracting all the saints.
gaze.
Before the saints could react, Taoist Hongjun took out several treasures again, a golden hairpin, a small flag, and a spiritual root.
"Yaochi, this is the Tianhe Golden Hairpin, the best innate spiritual treasure, the plain cloud world flag is also the best innate spiritual treasure, and this flat peach spiritual root is also given to you to suppress the destiny of heaven." Three more items.
The rare treasure fell into Yaochi's hands.
This operation of Taoist Hongjun made all the saints' eyes flicker.
The items are four top-grade innate spiritual treasures, as well as the flat peach spiritual root, which is one of the top ten innate spiritual roots. In terms of value, it is not inferior to the top-grade innate spiritual treasures. So many treasures suddenly make Haotian Yaochi become incomparable.
Among the rich, prehistoric saints, among those quasi-sages with great supernatural powers, there are probably only a few who can compare with Haotian Yaochi in terms of magic weapons.
How can such treatment not be enviable? Especially the Second Sage of the West, the depression in their hearts is simply beyond words. With their saintly state of mind, they are boiling endlessly at this time. There are countless little devils in their hearts, and they wish they could take these treasures out of Hao immediately.
Tianyaochi snatched it from his hands.
"Okay, when you are in charge of the ancient heaven in the future, you must remember that the law of heaven is supreme and you must not act rashly, otherwise the good results will be lost no matter how many days." Hongjun Taoist ancestor continued: "As for how to control the heaven, you can discuss it with your senior brothers."
After Taozu said that, he waved his robe sleeves, and the saints and Haotian Yaochi appeared in the heaven. They saw palaces and pavilions everywhere, the rays of the sun were auspicious, and countless rare birds and animals. It was really the supreme heaven and the hub of heaven.
After the Lich War, the heaven that should have been broken and withered has now restored its former splendor. Obviously, this is the supreme method of Taoist Hongjun.
Not to mention how the saints negotiated with the new Heavenly Emperor Haotian to reestablish the Heavenly Court, let us say that after Taiyuan returned to his cave, he directly closed the Dao Palace and went into seclusion without even taking care of his two disciples.
Sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, two treasures appeared in Taiyuan's hands, one was the Tai Chi diagram he had practiced, and the other was the Chaos Bell.
The two innate treasures were quietly emitting a misty light in his hands, and countless mysterious talismans were flashing in the depths of the treasures, filled with the charm of the supreme avenue.
"I'm afraid it's not an easy task to combine two treasures into one. This Chaos Bell was left by Pangu when he opened the sky. It contains the supreme merits of opening the sky and the ancient energy. If a poor man smelt the two treasures directly,
I'm afraid that the law of heaven will immediately bring down an unparalleled calamity." A look of sorrow appeared on Taiyuan's face. In fact, this Chaos Bell is of great importance. It is too important for the prehistoric world. It is a treasure left by Pangu, the great god who opened the sky. Among them,
The cause and effect is so great that even with his current Taoist practice, he dare not ignore it. The power of the ancient Heavenly Way is not something he can handle, and he does not want to go against the ancient Heavenly Way, otherwise he may lead to the back-up plan of the Great God Pangu.
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Now that things have happened, Taiyuan has a vague feeling that this prehistoric world may not be that simple, and the Great God Pangu may not be completely destroyed. The plans and calculations in it cannot be seen through even with his level.
Therefore, Taiyuan did not dare to act recklessly for a while. It was not easy to digest the Chaos Clock in his hand.
"Chaos Clock, Chaos Clock, what should I do with this poor Taoist? And this Tai Chi Diagram, I'm afraid it can no longer be named after it. The name of the treasure contains the power of the Great Dao. Every treasure is unique. The prehistoric world is afraid
I can't tolerate two Tai Chi diagrams." The Tai Chi diagram in Taiyuan's hand was trembling slightly. Ever since he met Lao Tzu's Tai Chi diagram, the treasure in his hand has been undergoing inexplicable changes, and it seems to be conveying something.
Subtle message.
"Well, after all, Tai Chi is not the fundamental way for Pindao. This treasure will follow Pindao to realize the supreme Tao in the future. If this is the case, let's call it Taiyuan Tu." Taiyuan calmed down and became wise in concentration. In an instant, he
Countless thoughts were running around, and finally he looked solemn and pointed towards the scroll in his hand with a crystal finger.
With one finger, countless Dao talismans flowed on his fingertips. With a hissing sound, his fingers penetrated directly into the core of the Tai Chi Diagram. The power of the vast Dao Law continued to flow, and the entire picture scroll began to undergo a mysterious change.
The picture scroll, which was originally intertwined with black and white, with yin and yang intersecting, suddenly became gray with Taiyuan's movements, as if there was no color, and it seemed as if thousands of colors were fused in it, which was so mysterious that it was difficult to explain.
Boom, seventy-seven forty-nine years later, the entire Taiyuan Cave Heaven shook slightly. Taiyuan snorted softly, and Qingyun appeared behind his head. On top of the chaotic Qingyun the size of an acres of land, a big green lotus swayed,
A gray picture scroll turned into a stream of light and merged into the depths of Qingyun. The power of many laws was constantly flashing. Taiyuan was refining the Taiyuan Picture with his own supreme magical power.
Yes, it was Taiyuan Tu. The magic weapon he had newly refined was named Taiyuan Tu after his Taoist name.
Finally, the new Taiyuan Diagram was completely achieved.
Taiyuan felt relaxed for a while, and he understood that until this moment, he had truly refined his own unique treasure.
He even felt that the current Taiyuan Diagram fit perfectly with his own, and gained two points of power out of thin air.