The Yunyun Dao light rises, and the giant wheel of heaven rotates slowly, making the entire Zixiao Palace become more charming.
"That's it." Hongjun Daoyun frowned slightly and slowly recovered, with a flash of brilliance and ridicule in his eyes.
The Hongmeng Purple Qi is the foundation for the saints of Heaven to realize the Tao. It was originally given by Heaven. As Hongjun is the first saint of Heaven, the Hongmeng Purple Qi of the Six Saints was obtained by Hongjun. Hongjun wanted to do something with it.
It is not a difficult task. Although it is impossible to determine the life and death of the Six Saints through the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it is not difficult to find out some inner thoughts.
"Want to get back your own Pangu destiny? Haha, it would have been fine if you had not attained enlightenment, but now the heavenly saint status in you has already completed the cause and effect of each other. This Pangu destiny has already become my Taoist destiny.
, the prehistoric era will never be destroyed, Xuanmen will last forever, haha, ridiculous!”
A cold light flashed in Daozu Hongjun's eyes, and the Xuanmen Qi Luck that covered the sky like a canopy fell like a knife, instantly cutting off the Pangu Qi Luck that the three of me were still somewhat involved in. The Qi Luck suddenly surged, and the next moment
He was appeased and suppressed by Hongjun and disappeared again.
At the same time, a touch of sadness flashed across the hearts of all sentient beings in the wild, and drizzle began to fall in the sky. Laozi, Yuan Yuan, and Tongtian, who were far away in the saint's dojo, all turned pale at the same time. A mouthful of holy blood spurted out, and the breath on their bodies was...
Ups and downs.
"Hongjun! You are so cruel! You actually cut off our luck in Pangu!"
The three of them seemed to have lost something very important in their hearts. With a thought, they already calculated that their remaining Pangu luck had been cut off. From now on, they were just innate demon gods. They had nothing to do with the descendants of Pangu and had no right to call themselves
Pangu authentic.
"Master!"
The three of them suddenly vomited blood, which immediately shocked all the disciples who were listening below.
The Holy Power rotated and calmed down the ups and downs of the body. The original Tianzun said: "Nothing, you continue to understand the Tao. A hundred years later, the heaven will be conferred as a god. The god's position is related to my fate and destiny. Although the cause and effect are entangled, I will explain the teaching."
The treasure of luck suppresses it, and you will be fine, so I must gain as many divine positions as possible in my teaching."
"Yes, we will abide by Master's decree, and we will be able to magnify the Heavenly Court and strengthen my teachings." All the golden immortals of the teachings responded.
"In this time of conferring gods, your great uncle's human sect will not participate. However, the number of my Chan sect is not as good as that of Jie sect, and the Western sect is not as good as the Western sect. You can go down to the mountain to gain more disciples and strengthen the monastery. In the future, you can win the sect of being conferred as gods."
You can let your disciples serve." Yuan Dao.
Suddenly, the original words made everyone's eyes brighten, and they instantly understood what their master meant. Although there is a great sect's treasure of luck to suppress the cause and effect of the god, the god is entangled with cause and effect after all, and it is not free. If his disciples are allowed to go to God
Well, isn't it possible to earn luck and avoid karma? After a while, the minds of everyone present became active...
Since Hongjun cut off my fate in Pangu, don't blame me for being ruthless. This heavenly throne must be taught by me! A coldness flashed in the heart of the original Tianzun, as cold as a knife.
On Jin'ao Island, at the Biyou Palace, tens of thousands of immortals came to pay homage. When all the disciples saw their master vomiting blood, they were immediately frightened.
"Master!"
Senior Brother Duobao Taoist asked with concern.
"Nothing happened." The sound of the sword sounded on Tongtian Cult Leader's body, and he regained his composure.
"A hundred years later, the Heavenly Dao will grant the gods to the Heavenly Court. The position of God is related to the authority of the Heavenly Dao, and even greater luck. You must not be careless. Whether our Jiejiao religion can grow or not depends on this." The leader of Tongtian Cult explained.
"We sincerely abide by Master's decree." Duobao and other disciples responded.
"Master" Duobao asked with a confused look on his face: "Master, I would like to ask, what should I do if I meet a disciple of that Chan Sect? The disciples dare not make decisions without authorization, please give me some advice from Master."
Although their master has severed ties with the original saint, they are all disciples of Xuanmen. If the fight goes too far and there are casualties, they cannot bear the responsibility.
"Hmph! You will just fight until then. If something happens, I will make arrangements for you as you please." Tongtian snorted coldly. After severing the relationship with Yuan Yuan, Tongtian no longer had the slightest scruples, let alone the fate of Pangu in the Sanqing Dynasty now.
All broken.
Everyone who received Tongtian's answer suddenly had gleams in their eyes. In the past, the disciples of Chanjiao always mocked Jiejiao. If it weren't for Tongtian's face, the disciples of Jiejiao would have called him back. Now it's better. His master has spoken, and he
If there are any worries or grievances, we can settle them together at that time.
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In Buzhou Mountain, the door of Pangu Temple opened. Li Xuan and Di Jiang looked at the drizzle in the sky and said: "Sanqing's Pangu luck is still broken."
"Hmph, this is such a bad luck! As descendants of God Father, they don't even think about restoring God Father's glory. They even ran to be Hongjun's dogs. These three guys are not worthy of being descendants of God Father. It's okay, now in the prehistoric times
Only we, the witch clan, are worthy of becoming descendants of Pangu."
Di Jiang said angrily. Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Sanqing had always disliked each other and thought that the other had lost the integrity of Pangu's descendants, but seeing that Sanqing now refused to accept Pangu's fate, Di Jiang felt a little disappointed for some reason.
Li Xuan did not respond to the pursuit of Pangu in the Dijiangkou. After all, although Li Xuan was from the witch clan, he did not have the same feelings for Pangu as the Twelve Ancestral Witches, not to mention that he was already the Chaos Demon God. In terms of life level, but
Being a being of the same level as Pangu, what I want to do afresh is not to chase, but to transcend.
"After a hundred years, the Heavenly Court will be crowned gods. Let the shamans in Heaven come back and just keep the people who will be crowned gods by then." Li Xuan said.
Although Emperor Goucheng is only one of the six emperors, the gods under his jurisdiction are not as good as the other five emperors, but they are still quite a lot. There are thirty-six main gods, seventy-two deputy gods, and one hundred and eight.
The revered priests, not to mention Emperor Goucheng, who is in charge of military warfare, and the heavenly soldiers and generals below have done evil to the heavenly king. There are quite a few people from the Wu clan who want to be canonized as gods this time.
"Wizard, don't worry, I've already asked the sons to withdraw. Let Chi You find the person who can become a god in a hundred years. As for forming an army, we can just let the sons go up to heaven and join the ranks." Di Jiang said happily.
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"Chi You can decide the god position himself, but the position of the main god must be from the witch clan with the blood of the great witch, and the deputy god must be from the witch clan with the blood of the heavenly witch. The rest can be arranged by himself," Li Xuandao.
"What? You want a great witch?!" Di Jiang was really shocked by Li Xuan's generosity. You must know that although he has broken through the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, the main strength of the Wu Clan still depends on the great witch. Even if the Wu Clan
Winning calamities, gaining good luck, and instilling Yin virtue, but there are not many great witches born in the Pangu blood pool, and the entire Wu clan's great wizards are only worthy of tens of thousands of people. They look like a lot, but they are assigned to each Wu clan tribe.
, but it is not enough at all, and Li Xuan actually wants to confer thirty-six great witches into gods as soon as he opens his mouth, or send them to strengthen the heaven, how can Di Jiang not be shocked.
"Brother Di Jiang is in charge of the arrangements. I have my own thoughts at this time. Emperor Goucheng is the foundation of our Wu Clan in heaven, and we cannot let our Wu Clan lose their face." Li Xuan said directly without explaining.
Hearing this, Di Jiang took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll arrange this myself." He knew that Li Xuan must have a plan behind his back, but Li Xuan didn't trust Li Xuan, and Di Jiang didn't ask, so he agreed directly.
Come down.
"Boom! A hundred years from now, Heaven will confer the title of God to the Heavenly Court, and those who are destined to do so will be able to enter the Tribulation and Become the God!"
Without waiting for anyone to make arrangements, a roaring sound instantly rang through the minds of all sentient beings...