"Master, Pindao is ready. As long as Master is willing, we will unite and break through."
The God Puppet was sitting cross-legged on the chair on the top floor. He didn't seem to have any fluctuations in his whole body. He looked extremely peaceful, and his aura had a vague feeling of a Xi Ya Xia.
"Master Hao is not ready yet, just wait! Wait for it to come out."
Ximen Hao holds a black insect egg in his hand. For more than a hundred years, he has instilled a few drops of sperm and blood almost every once in a while, but there has been no sign of breaking out of the egg.
The god puppet glanced at the insect egg, and then said with slight contempt:
"Master, are you reluctant to leave your mistresses?"
"Fuck! I know you're still asking? Xixi said that as long as we merge, the laws here can't suppress us and we must leave."
Ximen Hao lit a cigar. He rarely smoked it anymore. Because there was no red envelope, he smoked one less cigar.
"But... Pindao wants to leave. In fact, in addition to enlightenment these years, Pindao has been imagining the scenes in your world. Think about it! The entire plane belongs to Pindao! No one is in charge, Pindao can do whatever he wants.
Ah! I can finally let myself go for a while."
The God Puppet has long been aware of it, and every time he thinks of Xi Ya Xia dominating the powerful men of the God Realm, he has an impulse!
Of course, if he has the opportunity to go to the Holy Realm, he will never let it go, but being able to transform from a puppet to a guardian of the plane is already the greatest gift from God to him!
"Hey! You idiot finally figured it out! Do you want to grow your penis too? Then all the women in my plane will be yours!"
Ximen Hao glanced at the lower part of the god puppet from the corner of his eye.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord! Master, don't pollute Pindao's thoughts with your dirty thoughts. Pindao still needs to practice again and understand the way of heaven again. He has no intention of doing that. Moreover, Pindao is not interested in women, he just wants to enjoy them.
The feeling of looking down at the entire plane."
The god puppet shook his fly whisk, and once again assumed the posture of an old monk entering meditation.
"Ouch! Is this what it's like to blend in with the strong men of heaven? Tsk! Master Hao doesn't want to become like you."
Ximen Hao looked at the god puppet exaggeratedly, as if he was meeting him for the first time.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, Master, you will never become like this, even if you become a saint. Oh, by the way, the saints in the holy realm are just a level, not a true saint."
The god puppet seemed to talk more and more since he came out of seclusion this time, as if he wanted to take advantage of the available time to have more sexy chats with his true self.
"Hahaha! That's interesting! Go, find Mo Lin and the others, and go to the conference hall below to say goodbye in advance!"
Ximen Hao stood up. It had been many years since he had a good chat with Mo Lin and the others.
Although I still don’t know when I will leave, this departure is not like the time when I ascended to the divine realm. I will not be accompanied by my brothers, but I will be alone.
Oh no, there was also Xixi, which made him suddenly feel very lonely.
"Good master, I haven't seen my dead Taoist friend for a long time."
The God Puppet is also interested. Among these people, except for Ximen Hao, he is also interested in Zhong Chen.
So, the god puppet left the Haotian Temple, went to everyone's residence in person, and woke up Mo Lin and others from seclusion one by one.
Ximen Hao, on the other hand, has big hands. Ji Wubing, who was making trouble on the seventh floor of the Time Tower, instantly appeared in front of Ximen Hao, holding a jar with red smoke in his hand, accompanied by an unpleasant smell.
"Bang!"
The jar suddenly exploded, and a large amount of blood mist drowned Ximen Hao and Ji Wubing.
"Fuck! What did you tinker with? It stinks!"
Ximen Hao rushed out of the blood mist in a flash, waving his hands vigorously.
"Ahem! Boss! I hate you! It's my year's hard work!"
Ji Wubing also rushed out of the blood mist, his face and body were dyed red, looking extremely funny.
"Mad! Master Hao, I think you are becoming more and more like a wizard! An evil wizard! Okay, pack up and go to the party below. I'll go prepare something to eat and drink first."
Ximen Hao used his spiritual power to clean up the stains on his body, and then went to the eighth floor.
"A party? What kind of party is this?"
Ji Wubing dried the blood mist on his body, pinched his fingers habitually, and his expression changed slightly.
"Boss, are you leaving? No! No, no!"
He seemed to have calculated something, and he pinched quickly with his fingers. Finally, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and pinched with both hands.
After so many years of research, his great prediction skills have become very sophisticated and he can calculate many things.
Back then, he had made plans between Ximen Hao and himself that they would get back together after separation, but he always felt that something was wrong.
It seems that something has been figured out today. They want to separate, but it’s not Ximen Hao who wants to leave him! It’s him who wants to leave Ximen Hao!
"This...this...what's going on? Why can't it be calculated?"
Ji Wubing's face was pale, and big beads of sweat were running down from his temples. The great prediction technique could only go so far, and he could no longer advance even half a step back!
"It's impossible! It's impossible that it can't be calculated, unless I die... I won't die! I won't die so early! No way..."
Ji Wubing continued to calculate, his face getting uglier and uglier. The more he couldn't figure it out, the more unwilling he was.
Ximen Hao didn't know that Ji Wubing had learned something with the great prophecy here. He was now sitting in the seat where the emperor should have been, looking at the busy maids and servants.
The conference hall on the eighth floor has been temporarily converted into a banquet hall by Ximen Hao, with seven or eight tables placed in the entire hall.
Hundreds of maids and servants are placing various delicacies and fine wines on the table.
They did not dare to neglect, because the Supreme Emperor, who had not appeared for more than a hundred years, suddenly came here to prepare a feast. The officials in charge of internal affairs regarded this as a big deal!
Soon, familiar figures appeared on the eighth floor of the magic circle, but the first ones to appear were Phantom Spirit and Huan Pang, who had turned into human form.
Although Huan Pang, this damn rabbit, has turned into a human form, its two ears are still there, and its figure is fatter than before.
The Phantom doesn't know why, but has never left Haotian Divine Kingdom. This is because he plans to live here permanently.
Of course Ximen Hao would not refuse. In this way, his Haotian Empire would have four god emperors including himself and the god puppet!
Of the eight great divine kingdoms, there are fifteen divine emperors, and you have four of them. Is that scary?
The third person to come is Han Laosan. More than a hundred years have passed since the thousand-year agreement with the other party, and Han Laosan also regards this place as his home.
Moreover, the Han family is now inseparable from the Ximen family. Not only do they have business contacts, they even have a marriage!
Soon, Mo Lin, Earth Dragon, Zombie Chen, Fire Lin, Fire Phoenix, Fire Phoenix, Wood Wolf, Xiao, Dujiao...and so on, all of Ximen Hao's most loyal subordinates came.
There were even Su Di Sect, Cai Lian, Musen and other strong men who broke away from Emperor Xinyue and followed them.
The strange thing is that except for Huo Lin who is Ximen Hao's goddaughter and Huo Fenghuang and his wife who are in-laws, there is no one from the Ximen clan here!
Including his fifteen wives, sons and daughters!
Ximen Hao's gathering this time was mainly for his subordinates, and he did not let his family members attend.