Chapter one hundred and seventy-eighth peach event, meaning beyond words
Thirty-three heavens, nine palaces!
"Huh! The trauma to the soul has finally healed after so long!" Two cold rays of light flashed across Haotian's eyes. He has always been worried about the harm caused to him by the Wu clan, and he wished he could kill the entire Wu clan immediately.
Kill them all!
However, thinking of the relationship between the Wu clan and that supreme being, Haotian could only swallow his anger no matter how much he hated him. Against that person, there would be no second choice except "death".
As a result, if you continue to drill in even though you know you are going to die, your head will really be crushed by the door panel.
Looking around the newly established Heavenly Court, which seemed slightly deserted, and thinking about the embarrassing situation of Heavenly Court now, Haotian felt a layer of gloom in his heart!
The current Heavenly Court still has a little bit of the majesty of the Heavenly Court. The human race, the Wu Clan, the underworld, and the sects are the biggest forces. No matter which force they are, they don't take the Heavenly Court into their hearts. I'm afraid even the casual cultivators in the prehistoric times don't care about it now.
Treat Heavenly Court as a dispensable role, and he, the Lord of Heavenly Court, has simply become a decoration!
"I'm afraid that the two forces of the Witch Clan and the Underworld have some clues to that supreme being, so they can't plot against it, and the Human Clan is controlled by many saints, so it's difficult to interfere!"
Haotian's brows furrowed more and more. After calming down and analyzing, he found that it was so difficult to increase the strength of Tianting, and there was simply no way to start.
It is now clear that if you want to increase the strength of Heavenly Court, you must start to recruit people again. After many casual cultivators experienced the last catastrophe, they have obviously lost confidence in Heavenly Court. There is no need to think about this aspect of casual cultivators, so they can
The target of attack is obviously the human race.
Originally, the three emperors gave in and the human race was presided over by mortals. This was a good opportunity to intervene in the human race, but now the human race is supported by the saints.
After going around and around, he still couldn't get around the saint. Haotian felt extremely frustrated. Not only was he unable to offend the supreme being, he also couldn't offend the saint.
"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"
A faint sound of footsteps came along with a gust of fragrant wind. The light dimmed slightly, and a gorgeous lady wearing a phoenix crown and majestic phoenix eyes walked into the main hall and walked straight towards Haotian.
"Hey, Your Majesty, you are worried about heaven's affairs again. After so many years, you should take a rest! Besides, this situation is not caused by you!"
The visitor looked at Haotian's tightly knitted brows and sighed melancholy!
"Yaochi, you are here. Ever since you and I became husband and wife, there has not been a day when I have not made you worry and tired you out!"
Haotian raised his head and looked at Yaochi apologetically. For so many years, he had only focused on increasing his strength and becoming a saint, and he had unconsciously ignored Yaochi's feelings. Although people who practice Taoism have weak feelings, in order to become a saint, he might do anything.
You can do it, but that doesn't mean you really don't feel it.
"Well, I just came to see you. Also, my birthday is coming soon. Should I hold a congratulatory party or hold it in a low-key manner? Let me ask your opinion."
Yaochi spoke softly.
"Birthday, birthday..."
Hearing Yaochi's words, a flash of light suddenly flashed through Haotian's mind, and he instantly thought of a way to solve the predicament at hand. Just because he had no way, it didn't mean that Taoist Hongjun had no way. Besides, since Taozu Hongjun put himself down
In such a position, you will definitely have ideas, and you probably don't want to see yourself doing nothing.
Then all that's left is to attract Hongjun's attention. Isn't this birthday a good opportunity in front of you?
"Hahaha, since it is the birthday of the Queen Mother, of course a congratulatory party should be held, and there should be a grand celebration, inviting countless big shots and powerful people from the ancient world to come and participate. This grand gathering is called the Peach Blossom Festival. In this way, Fang Xian appears.
My heavenly majesty!”
Thinking of a way to solve the dilemma, Haotian felt relaxed, felt relieved, and laughed loudly.
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Not long after, countless powerful people in the ancient world received invitations to the Heavenly Court's Peach Festival, and even the Underworld and the Witch Clan, two forces that were not very antagonistic to the Heavenly Court, also received invitations.
For a time, the Peach Festival became a major event that shook the ancient world. Countless monks who were invited stepped on the auspicious clouds and sent their magic weapons to the heaven.
"Invitation to the Peach Festival?"
In the underworld and the palace of reincarnation, Li Yi held a chapter in his right hand with posts engraved with longevity peaches, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
"According to the impression from the previous life, the Peach Festival has begun, so it is not far from becoming a god!"
Li Yi's pupils flashed and he murmured to himself. Recently, he has been looking for the reason for the catastrophe of Conferred God. After all, this time it is related to the catastrophe of the ancient beings, the catastrophe of the three tribes and the catastrophe of the lich.
Different, there are basically no racial conflicts, and the human race is still ruled by mortals, and the entanglement of cause and effect does not affect the operation of heaven and earth at all. So what is the reason for the rise of this great catastrophe?
Therefore, Li Yi vaguely guessed that Hongjun might have some plot, and Haotian was just an introduction. Even if Haotian didn't interfere with it, Hongjun would still be promoted in this catastrophe!
What Li Yi was thinking about was why Hongjun initiated this catastrophe, and what benefits he would get from it once a catastrophe occurred.
"It seems that I am going to the plane of the witch god recently!"
Li Yi thought about the next step bit by bit. As for a small character like Haotian, to be honest, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he knew the general outcome of the Peach Festival, he didn't have the heart to join in.
Such boring excitement.
"Candle Dragon!"
His eyes widened slightly, and a summoning idea spread instantly.
"I've met the emperor, but I don't know what the emperor's orders were when he summoned me!"
After Zhulong received the idea, he rushed to the Samsara Palace in a few breaths and bowed his hands respectfully to Li Yi.
"Well, it's not a big deal. Heaven invited me to attend the Peach Festival, but I have something to deal with, so you can go there on my behalf. Remember not to lose the prestige of the underworld!"
After giving a faint explanation to Zhulong, Li Yi passed the invitation to Zhulong with a flick of his fingers, and never looked at the invitation again.
"You have something to do?"
Zhulong took the invitation and murmured in his heart: I'm afraid the emperor is not busy with something, but simply doesn't look down on a character like Haotian. Buduo Zhulong just said it in his heart, but didn't think Li Yi had done it.
There was something wrong. After all, in his mind, Li Yi and Haotian were not on the same level at all, so it was natural to refuse such a thing.
The candle dragon did not continue to stay, but holding the invitation, it instantly turned into a stream of light and flew away...