Haotian initially estimated that with the power of himself and Yaochi, it would take at least several thousand years to completely clean up the thirty-third heaven from bottom to top.

Haotian's ambitions seemed to have been wiped out a lot at once. He smiled bitterly and said, "Heaven has been destroyed for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that it would still pose a problem for us until the end."

Yaochi hesitated, "Why don't we ask a few saint brothers to help us clean up?"

It’s not that Yaochi is too time-consuming, but that the prehistoric era is turbulent and the four poles are unstable. If the heaven is reestablished as soon as possible, the prehistoric era can be stabilized as soon as possible.

And saints have the power to reach heaven and earth. If saints are willing to take action, these ruins can be cleared away in a matter of seconds, and they will be able to rebuild heaven immediately.

Hearing this, Haotian shook his head and said, "We were ordered to serve as the Emperor and Empress of Heaven when we were in danger. If we encounter some setbacks as soon as we come out of the mountain, we will ask our senior brothers for help. Where is the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven? We will just slowly clean up these ruins."

"Okay."

Haotian and Yaochi chose a location, and from the first level of the thirty-third heaven, Emperor Huang Zengtian began to slowly clean it up.

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace, and Xuandu reported softly, "Master, the new Heavenly Emperor is cleaning up the ruins of the Heavenly Palace. Can our human religion help him?"

Above Qingyun, Taiqing looked calm and handed over the decision-making power to Xuandu.

"We teach teachings that the great road is inaction. It is up to you to decide whether you want to go or not."

"Disciple understands."

After going down to Xuandu, he selected dozens of elite outer disciples of the Human Religion and flew to the thirty-third heaven to help Haotian and Yaochi clean up the ruins of the heaven together.

In Kunlun Mountain, in Yuxu Palace, Guangchengzi and Chizheng looked at each other and whispered.

"Master, rebuilding the Heavenly Court is no small matter. Now Haotian is cleaning up the ruins of the Heavenly Court. Do we want to help and make good friends with the Heavenly Court?"

Above the clouds in the sky, Yuan Shi raised his eyes to look into the void, with a cold expression on his face and a bit of disdain.

"The position of the Emperor of Heaven is so noble. How can a mere boy hold such a position? You are here on Kunlun Mountain and don't have to go anywhere."

Obviously, in the eyes of Yuanshi, Haotian is not worthy of his position and is not worthy of taking the position of Emperor of Heaven.

"Yes, Master."

Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzheng sighed and retreated.

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace, Chen Xuanji took Duo Bao and a large number of disciples, and after meeting the leader of Tongtian, they rushed all the way to the thirty-third heaven.

Haotian, this son, has been cultivating beside Taoist ancestors for hundreds of millions of years, and his perseverance is beyond comparison with ordinary people.

At this time, if you make good friends with your teacher, there may be unexpected and wonderful uses in the future.

In the west, on Mount Xumi, Zhunti looked at the many rays of light flying out of Mount Yang and Jin'ao Island, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Haotian's son is just a boy who serves Dao Ancestor. His virtue is not worthy of his position. Even if he succeeds to the position of Emperor of Heaven, how many years can he be able to do so?"

Obviously, Zhunti is not optimistic about Haotian.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, Jie Yin spoke, "The calamity of Lich has passed, and everything between heaven and earth is clear. This is a great opportunity for the development of our Western religion. Spread the Dharma to the West and increase our luck. This is what we should do now.

Things."

"Don't worry, senior brother, pharmacist, Maitreya, they are already doing it. During the time of the lich, our Western religion can still make steady progress, the tribulation energy will be dispelled, and the heaven and earth will be clear. Of course, there is no need to say more."

Jie Yin nodded with satisfaction, as if he had thought of something. As soon as he thought, an invisible sage's Tao Yun enveloped the entire Sumeru Mountain, blocking out the secrets of heaven.

"How is the situation of our people in the education organization?"

The people Zhunti was talking about were naturally Taoist Ran Deng, and the fearful Sun who had alienated his mind.

Zhunti smiled and said, "There is no problem with the news coming from Bodhisattva."

"On the other hand, our senior brother Yuanshi has been proud all his life and has never spoken politely to me, the West. What would he look like if one day he saw all his disciples converting to my Western religion?"

Jie Yin's expression did not change at all, "The matter has not been successful yet, it is too early to say this."

The Human Sect and the Jie Sect sent out a large number of troops. Suddenly, Emperor Zeng Huangtian was bustling with people.

Haotian and Yaochi did not expect that several saint brothers would take the initiative to help, and they were greatly moved for a while.

With the help of a large number of disciples of the Human Sect and Jie Sect, it only took a few hundred years for the vast heaven to be completely cleaned from bottom to top.

The ruins and wreckage of the past were replaced by tidiness, and the remaining power and restrictions of the great formation were also cleared away.

During the cleaning process, many useful resources were also discovered, and everyone naturally left them all to Haotian.

In the Thirty-Third Heaven, Daluo Heaven, after a while of busy work, everyone finally took a break for a while.

Haotian personally brewed a pot of fragrant tea and was very grateful, "Fellow Taoists, Haotian would like to thank you very much. If it weren't for you, the great heaven would not know that it would have to be cleaned up until the year of the monkey."

"It's just a small thing, it doesn't count. When Taoist friends re-establish the Heavenly Court in the future, just invite me to come to the Heavenly Court as a guest."

"That is, I have heard for a long time that the thirty-three days are magnificent and mysterious. If there is an opportunity in the future, it would be great if the Emperor of Heaven invites us as guests."

"That's natural."

Everyone gathered in the heaven for a while, and then each returned to their own dojo.

In the blink of an eye, only Haotian and Yaochi were left in the entire Daluotian.

Haotian exhaled a breath and was very touched, "Senior Brother Taiqing and Senior Brother Shangqing, they still support me. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay this karma."

Yaochi smiled slightly, "Don't think too much, the top priority is to rebuild the heaven."

"Rebuilding the heaven is much easier than cleaning it up. It can be completed in a few decades."

Haotian's face showed a touch of relief. The difficulty of cleaning up is to clean up the remaining formations and restrictions from the ancient heaven, but it is much easier to rebuild.

Haotian, Yaochi has been following Daozu for countless thousands of years, and still has some savings.

Eighty years later, on the 33rd level, towering palaces rise from the ground, resplendent and magnificent, with an air of indescribable nobility.

Surrounding the palace, purple air rises, clouds and mist appear, and the carved railings and jade walls are dignified and dignified, yet there is a faint aura of being out of this world.

After the palace was built, Haotian and Yaochi all spoke together and announced loudly.

"The decisive battle between lich and lich, the turmoil of the ancient world, the fall of the ancient heaven. Now, the calamity has dissipated, and the sky and the earth are clear. Under Haotian, fortunately, Tao Ancestor valued him and assumed the position of the emperor of the ancient world. Now, the heaven has been cleaned up, and after a hundred years, the heaven has been re-established.

, the Peach Immortal Banquet will be held. At that time, all the immortals in the ancient world, regardless of their level of cultivation, can come to participate."

Bursts of sound, accompanied by the magic power of the two quasi-sages, swept through the world and fell into the ears of countless monks.

After the announcement, Haotian patted his head and seemed to have thought of something, "By the way, where is the innate Renshui spiritual root that Daozu gave you? Take it out quickly and let's plant it. Don't wait until the day of re-establishing the Heavenly Court. It's not there yet."

If you are mature, you will suffer."

"Here."

As soon as Yaochi thought, the congenital Renshui peach tree appeared in her hands.

Haotian looked at the congenital Renshui flat peach tree and couldn't help but fell silent.

The innate Renshui flat peach tree ranks among the best innate spiritual roots. The fruits it produces are very mysterious and can increase Taoism, magic power, and even help comprehend the law.

But it grows very slowly, and it takes tens of thousands of years to produce thirty or forty seeds.

Heaven is about to be re-established, and a peach fairy banquet is about to be held. Naturally, it is impossible to do it with only thirty or forty fruits.

"Sister, the fruit produced by this innate flat peach tree is of no use to us. Why don't we return the innate Renshui flat peach to the acquired one? Although the effect is weakened, it is still very useful for the monks under Taiyi Immortal.

Tempting, how about it?"

"Just listen to Brother Haotian in everything."

Of course Yaochi had no objections and agreed directly.

Haotian and Yaochi searched for a long time, and finally decided to plant the congenital Renshui flat peach tree on the last day of the fourth realm, which is the Pingyu Jia Yitian closest to the base camp of Heaven.

As soon as the Renshui flat peach trees were planted, they immediately took root in the earth, absorbing the aura, roots, and branches of heaven and earth, and continued to spread and develop, eventually turning into 3,600 flat peach trees.

The first 1,200 plants have tiny flowers and small fruits, which ripen once every three thousand years. People who eat them will become immortals and become healthy and light.

There are 1,200 trees in the middle, with layers of sweet and sweet flowers, which mature once every six thousand years. If a person eats the rosy clouds, he will be lifted up and become immortal.

The 1,200 plants at the back, with purple lines and cores, are ripe every nine thousand years. If a person eats them, he will live as long as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon will have the same age.

After planting the flat peach tree, Haotian applied a lot of spiritual liquid as fertilizer to the flat peach tree to ensure that the fruits would mature a hundred years later, and then he felt relieved.

Haotian and Yaochi returned to Daluotian and took out the Haotian Mirror, the top-quality innate spiritual treasure given by Taozu.

I checked the Thirty-Third Heaven again with the Haotian Mirror, and after making sure that there were no problems, I placed the Haotian Mirror directly into the Great Luotian.

The Haotian Mirror not only has the ability to illuminate the ancient world, but also has the ability to freeze time and imprison space. Although it cannot compare with the terrifying power of the innate treasure Chaos Clock.

But it can also pose a considerable threat to holy monks.

Haotian was afraid that someone would cause trouble when he re-established the Heavenly Court, so he made some preparations in advance.

After everything was ready, Haotian and Yaochi closed their eyes to practice and began to wait quietly for the day when heaven would be reestablished.

Time flies, and hundreds of years pass by in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Haotian and Yaochi suddenly opened their eyes, the two of them flew into the air and spoke loudly.

"Today, I, Haotian, and I, Yaochi, re-establish the Heavenly Palace, maintain the order of the ancient world, and settle in the four extremes of the ancient world!"

Haotian's voice fell, and a very high-pitched dragon roar sounded.

A golden dragon of luck measuring 100,000 feet in size kept rising and falling in the air, and the originally turbulent four poles of the wilderness instantly became stable.

The Zixiao Token, which was originally used to maintain the prehistoric world, also lost its role, broke through the space, and disappeared.
To be continued...