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In addition to the cold and gloomy void, the chaotic sky seems to have a different kind of vitality: the constantly evolving universe, the stars constantly colliding, the bright silver light erupting, and the slowly forming black holes, everything is full of surprises.
Li Qingming and other Eight Saints came out of the wild land and came to the outside of Zixiao Palace, quietly admiring the magic of heaven's creation.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, two brilliant golden streams of light erupted from the Honghuang Universe. When they stopped on the platform outside Zixiao Palace, the golden light dissipated, and ugly-faced Jie Yin and Zhunti appeared in front of the saints.
At the same time, the cute Taoist girl Yaoji opened the door of Zixiao Palace and said in a sweet voice: "Master Hongjun ordered all the saints to enter the palace!"
When the saints heard this, they shrugged nonchalantly and walked in.
However, Li Qingming deliberately staggered a few steps, touched Yao Ji's head, gave him a jade talisman, and said: "Little guy! There is a destiny between you and me. When you encounter danger in the future, you will crush the jade talisman.
Pindao will naturally show up to save you!"
Yao Ji tilted her little head in confusion, nodded for a while, and said, "Yao Ji remembers it!"
Looking at the little face in front of him, and thinking of the legend about Erlang Shen in later generations, Li Qingming couldn't help laughing.
After entering the Zixiao Palace, I saw that the interior of the palace was different from that of the Lich War.
At the bottom of the central platform, there are six seats on the far left, two seats in the center, and two seats on the right. I think these are the seats of honor for the saints in the Zixiao Palace.
The saints looked at each other and saluted Hongjun: "Disciple pays homage to Master, Teacher!"
Master Hongjun wore a gray robe and sat loosely in front of everyone, as if he was preaching in the past, with an expressionless face. He glanced at the crowd and said, "You are punctual! Sit down!"
All the saints nodded and saw the six saints Sanqing, Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi and Nuwa sitting on the throne on the left. Li Qingming and Houtu sat in the middle, while Jie Yin and Zhunti sat on the right
On the throne.
Hongjun said: "Between heaven and earth, every twelve Yuanhui will always be entangled with cause and effect, and calamity will naturally arise. This time the two lich clans are competing for the fate of heaven and earth to measure calamity for the lich. This will end.
Judging from the great cause and effect of heaven and earth left behind by the calamity, we can once again enjoy the twelve Yuanhui."
Hongjun glanced at the saints with dull expressions and continued: "This time the world is shattered. Only four of the nine continents are left, and the prehistoric universe is also slowly evolving. Today's prehistoric land no longer has the name of prehistoric land.
Yes! Since then, the ancient world has been changed to the land of China and China. Among the four major continents, except for Xiniu Hezhou, which was least affected, it retains its title. The other three major continents are Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanfangzhou and Beijulu
Continent!"
"I dare to ask Master, what does this change of title have to do with the creatures in the ancient world?" Tongtian, who was in the rectum, couldn't hide his words in his heart, so he asked first.
I glanced at Tongtian lightly and said: "Each major continent has a different scope and different luck, so naturally the creatures living on it are also different! We will have our own explanation in the future!"
Nuwa looked at Houtu and suddenly asked: "May I ask my teacher, if the lich loses its power, how will the ancient land be arranged?"
Hongjun said calmly: "The war between the lich and the lich destroyed the heaven and the earth. The loss of the lich is determined by heaven! From now on, the human race should be the protagonist of the land of China! After you return to the mountain, you will be ordered to sit down.
My disciples went down the mountain to preach in order to educate the human race!"
Zhunti's eyes flashed with brilliance. He suddenly asked: "I dare to ask the ancestors, can Western Buddhism be taught to the human race?"
Hongjun nodded and said: "Yes!"
Zhunti was ecstatic and wanted to say something more, but he suddenly found Sanqing staring at him expressionlessly. He immediately trembled in his heart and stopped talking.
Seeing that Zhunti stopped talking, Hongjun said: "There is one more thing at the moment. Now that the demon clan has declined, the heaven is in chaos and no one can manage it! The stars in the sky are scattered and unpredictable, but it is necessary to reestablish the emperor of heaven to take charge of the heaven.
Control Zhou Tian Xing Dou. If you have any candidates, you can discuss them yourself."
When the saints heard this, their hearts began to beat, and they all remained silent.
The old Taoist Hongjun glanced at the saints indifferently, and simply said: "You are the saints of heaven. You can discuss this position in heaven on your own, and then report it to the old Taoist!" Then, the whole thing
The figure disappeared.
The role of heaven can be said to be two-sided. Although there are merits and virtues to be gained in the land of heaven, it is a place where cause and effect are entangled. Similarly, the emperor in heaven can control the destiny of the three realms. If used well, one's own sect can flourish.
After a while, I saw that the scene was really too cold. As a disciple of Hongjun, I had to step in to break the situation. He said: "There is only one person under my sect, Xuandu! I don't deserve to be the emperor of heaven. This time I will
It depends on fellow Taoists."
When everyone heard the words, they thought, this is indeed the case. I have a disciple in Xuandu. If Xuandu goes to heaven, wouldn't it mean that the lineage is broken? So this is a foregone conclusion!
Seeing Lao Tzu's stance, Yuan Yuan thought for a long time before speaking: "My disciples are also few and far between, but this time they are unable to take up the post in heaven!"
While Yuan Shi was talking, he also looked at Li Qingming, as if he wanted him to say a few words.
Li Qingming shook his head helplessly and said: "I, Qingmingzi, am the eldest disciple of the Chan Sect. During the Lich Tribulation, I served as the Northern Emperor of Heaven. Chan Jiao has already enjoyed the title of Heavenly Emperor of Calamity, but it is inappropriate to do so again.
Choose someone to be the emperor of heaven!"
Tong Tian rolled his eyes at Li Qingming and said: "My disciple Wu Yunxian, who is sitting down here, has always been virtuous and has advanced cultivation. He has already reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian and is worthy of this position!"
Upon hearing this, Zhunti jumped out immediately and said: "My fellow Taoist, the disciples are all flat-haired beasts. If they don't cultivate merit, how can they shoulder this important task!"
When Tongtian heard this, he became furious and said: "Although I am an old thief, although most of my disciples are monsters, they have never killed an innocent creature. How can you bully me like this?"
Zhunti sarcastically said: "During the Lich Tribulation, why didn't I see your disciples coming out to save the world?"
Li Qingming chuckled and said: "Uncle Zhunti, how did you know that my disciples, Uncle Tongtian, didn't go out to save the creatures in the wild?"
Having said this, Li Qingming waved his big hand, boundless spiritual energy gathered, and a large water curtain appeared out of thin air in front of the saints.
The entire water curtain was divided into three parts, and all of them showed the scene when the sky collapsed.
Above the first water curtain is the Xuandu of Laozi's sect, running around the world, constantly using magical powers to save the human race. Above the second water curtain are more than ten disciples of the original sect, each scattered in
In the wild world, the human race was gathered together. On the third picture, there were disciples sitting down in Tongtian. They transformed into demon prototypes and carried all the human villages on their bodies and sent them to safe areas.
Zhunti had nothing to say at this time, and returned to his seat with an extremely embarrassed look on his face.
Jie Yin looked at the water curtain with an expressionless face, and said after a while: "The pharmacist, a disciple of the poor monk, has profound virtues in the western world, and his cultivation is also at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, and he can be the emperor of heaven!"
Tongtian immediately said: "Fellow Taoist, this heaven is my eastern heaven, what does the west have to do with you?"
Jie Yin made a sad face and said calmly: "The ancient land is now broken. Where can there be talk of East and West? There are only four continents! I, the Western Sect, although it is located on the border of Xihe Niuzhou, can be considered a part of China.
, Fellow Taoist Tongtian is in trouble!"
Tongtian snorted coldly and stopped talking at all!
Let’s not talk about the saints in the Zixiao Palace. Let us take a look at the land of China at this moment.
Thousands of years have passed since the Lich War. Today's human race is developing rapidly, and human villages are spread all over the land of China.
In Dongsheng Shenzhou, close to Beiju Luzhou, there is a small human village. The village is surrounded by mountains and has beautiful mountains and rivers. Very few people from the Lich tribe or other tribes come here.
It is said that thousands of years ago, this place was still a barren land. The Eighth Ancestor of the human race led the Qinghua Mountain people who were rescued from Wuzhuang Temple and rushed through all the obstacles to the ancestral land of the East China Sea human race and passed by here.
The eighth ancestor of the human race saw that this place was very empty and was worried that monsters would attack at night. He used his great supernatural powers to take several mountains from the West Pole and surrounded the place. At the same time, he set up a large formation and transformed it into
The environment is warm and spring-like all year round.
Later, human beings passed through this place one after another. Some human beings were tired and simply rested here. In this way, a small village was formed, called the Eight Immortals Village.
There are about hundreds of families in this village, most of them have Zhang as their surname, so they are also called Zhangjiacun.
Among these families, two of them have always been virtuous. Their heads are modest and often take in other tribesmen who wander here. They are known far and near as great philanthropists.
The two families, whose surnames are Zhang and Yao, have lived here for generations. They can be considered family friends.
It stands to reason that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be punished with evil. However, these two families seemed to be cursed, and they did not have a son or a daughter. Although the two families lived a happy life, they always felt that something was missing.
Nowadays, neither family has any heirs, and the inheritance will be lost after hundreds of years. This makes the heads of the two families often sit together and lament the impermanence of life.
On this day, Ling Han, the head of the Zhang family, and Yao Changsheng, the head of the Yao family, sat at the head of the village, looking at the mountains in front of them and sighing.
"Old Yao, it seems that you and I are destined to have no heirs in this life!" Zhang Linghan looks simple and honest. Although he has a happy face, his eyes are full of sorrow.
"Old Zhang, do you think we have offended the gods in our previous life? Otherwise, how could we have been in such a catastrophe?" Yao Changsheng had a handsome face and an air of elegance all over his body.
"Old Yao Shenyan! We are all mortals, but we cannot afford to offend those immortals flying around!" Zhang Linghan was an honest man and looked around nervously.
Yao Changsheng stared at Zhang Linghan speechlessly, and was about to say something. A breathless voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Zhang Shanren... Yao, Yao Shanren... no, it's not good... you, something happened to your two families..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes,
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