"Uh....." Emperor Lin looked at Lin Feng incredulously with a look that you are really my Lao Tzu. Vertices

Although he already knew that Lao Tzu was not good now, Liantian and Zhun Ti both approached him and asked, but Tiandao?

This is the existence of the top bull in the legend of the flood wilderness, and when it comes out of Lin Feng's mouth, it is as simple as chatting with an old friend and drinking tea.

What kind of cow is his own pro-Laozi now, I'm afraid the big cow can't be described!

It's not that Lin Ping'an can't believe it, he always has a feeling that he is pretending to be forced, but Zhun Ti and Tongtian both visit Lin Feng with their backs, and he is also very clear.

"What's wrong?" Sensing the strangeness in Emperor Lin's eyes, Lin Feng asked directly.

"Heavenly Dao?"

Primordial don't believe it, but this sincerity is not a big problem, since he preached, he has transcended the Flood Wasteland Immortal Realm, and the rules of this world are no longer useful to him, after seeing through his own origin and origin, Lin Feng knows that he and the Heavenly Dao are originally equal.

It's just that the Heavenly Dao is responsible for managing the Immortal Realm of the Flood Wasteland that Pangu has transformed, and he is Pangu's last obsession, Pangu's last hope, that is, after the opening of the sky, if Pangu does not fall, where the Dao is.

He has a simple definition of his identity, overseer, supervising whether the management of the Heavenly Dao of Heaven for the Flood Wasteland Immortal Realm is in line with Pangu's expectations, if everything is developed according to Pangu's thoughts, the red cloud will not appear, and there will be no chance for him to break through the courtyard and light the heart lamp.

He is Lin Feng and Hongyun, and if he wants to preach, he can only gather all the innate spirit treasures of the Honghuang Wilderness and break through the sky.

As a result, it is obvious that the flood famine under the management of the Heavenly Dao has gone astray, and the human race, as the lord of the flood famine, although it has not been wiped out, can only develop improvised, and there are more disasters and difficulties, and there is no ability to resist, while the immortal gods enjoy all their luck.

This is not what Pangu wants to see.

When talking about the Heavenly Dao, Lin Feng's tone and indifference were the same as modern people mentioning their colleagues, their relationship was like this, as a supervisor, to a certain extent, his rights were a little higher than that of the Heavenly Dao, although he couldn't ask about the principles of Heavenly Dao management, but it was okay to ask the other party if he was dutiful.

"Don't be surprised, what's wrong with you and I talking to Tiandao, it's not that I haven't scolded, you are so surprised now, it makes me very shameless!" Lin Feng said very unconcernedly, like a modern little hooligan, or the kind that loves face.

"No, can you find the Heavenly Dao? Isn't it the greatest Heavenly Dao!" Lin Ping'an couldn't imagine,

Looking at a country from a modern concept, especially Oriental people, to understand a country's system, the first thing to pay attention to is who the biggest leader is, and then to understand how the system is, good or bad.

Lin Ping'an is the same, Tiandao is the biggest leader of the flood wilderness, and when he suddenly heard that he was chatting with Tiandao, he felt the same as ordinary people kneeling directly when they saw him.

"It's the biggest, yes, but the biggest can also chat with him!" Lin Feng understood Lin Ping'an's mood, if it weren't for the preaching, he would be like this, but now it's different, the way of heaven is nothing magical to him.

"Lin Ying's idea is very interesting, don't you want merit?" Lin Feng said.

"I want to.... Who doesn't want to, Dad, you know, I'm the emperor now, I don't need to cultivate, as long as the merit is enough, my cultivation can grow."

Lin Ping'an is still very satisfied with the emperor's profession, unlike immortals and demons who need to cultivate aura, he takes the path of merit, and like the three saints of Huoyun, as long as he completes his task, he can become holy.

But there are also shortcomings, once the task is completed, there is no place to make merits, and you need to cultivate by yourself, but at that time, cultivation is not easy at all, and it is extremely difficult to improve the realm.

There are not many paths that can be chosen, either to become a god and enjoy the luck of incense, or to be a turtle like the Three Saints of Huoyun, and keep cultivating easily and not going out.

For his own cultivation, Emperor Lin also has a deep understanding, the emperor is the supreme in the world, yes, you can enjoy this kind of respect, but also to match the merits, the merit is not enough, and it will be overturned every minute.

There is an additional source of merit, of course he wants it, but can this be done?

After listening to his son's worries, Lin Feng was also impressed, and he had seen it for millions of years, and his vision was okay.

"What's impossible? I've just reacted now, the way of heaven has made you the emperor, and I don't have a good heart!"

As soon as he heard this, Lin Ping'an's heart twitched, and he was also curious, so he listened to Lin Feng and said: "Who am I, my identity and status don't have to be bad in heaven, he makes you the emperor, is he kidnapping a hostage? But now I don't have a chance. ”

Lin Ping'an was shocked, being the emperor turned out to be a pit, can he be inappropriate now, but he is a responsible person, the backwardness of the earth fairy world is in his eyes, and he swears to have the same world as he sincerely.

There's nothing to regret.

"Dad, I don't regret it, I want to be the emperor, I already know what to do when I am the emperor now, the people in the earth immortal world are too bitter, our family is here to benefit them. ”

Lin Feng was very pleased: "It's okay if you can think so, don't worry, in the future, it will be the same as the ones in the Huoyun Cave, hmph, if you don't become holy, I won't agree!"

"Sanctification?" Lin Ping'an didn't think about it at all, but he felt quite good when he thought about it: "This is not easy!"

"If you don't become a saint, you're a lackey, can you stop those immortals in the heavenly court? Those immortals in the sky make a mistake, and the Jade Emperor doesn't dare to deal with it, and this is the Ninety-Five?"

For Lin Feng's undisguised contempt, Lin Ping'an said that he was used to it, this is Dad, this is the bull.

"Can I really be holy?" Thinking about this, Emperor Lin was also hot, but he heard that there were several saints in the flood wilderness, and he was also a little helpless.

For this, Lin Feng said that he didn't care: "If you kill a few, you won't have a vacant position!"

"Is this okay?" Lin Ping'an rubbed his hands, yearning for it, and sure enough, it was a family.

"Yes, it's completely okay, what if you want others not to give it, you can only grab it!" Lin Fengxin said, this kind of thing has not been done on the earth.

However, robbing the Holy Throne is obviously not so easy, this can be done slowly, as for Lin Ying's thoughts, he also wants to find Heavenly Dao to confirm it now.

Shouyang Mountain, it is said that it is the head of Pangu, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful,

A person on the top of the mountain suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and faced a coffee table in front of him, a copper stove boiling water, and after a while, the water was boiling, and the copper furnace was emitting a faint mist.

This person is dressed as a Taoist, but now he doesn't look like an immortal, and he is no different from the mortal world, but this is what makes people feel weird.

The place where this person is located is a lonely peak, there is no way up and down, mortals can't reach it at all, only immortals can, but immortals have immortal energy, and Buddhism has a golden light to protect the body.

This man is not simple.

So the more ordinary, the more uneasy.

There was no sadness or joy in the old Taoist priest's eyes, but when he looked at the east, his face was not very good, and it was dark.

After a while, the person he was waiting for came, Lin Feng walked down from the clouds step by step, and the clouds and mist automatically turned into steps, from the air to the ground exactly one hundred and eight steps, which was the total number of heaven and earth, and the gait was easy, but in fact, it was mysterious.

After laughing, Lin Feng sat down opposite the old Taoist, and naturally picked up the copper kettle and poured a cup of fairy tea, he had no respect for the old Taoist, and his eyes were even more dissatisfied: "He didn't dare to see it, let you come!"

"He didn't do anything wrong!" the old Taoist priest smiled, and his smile was very inconspicuous.

"me, haven't you done anything wrong?"

"We didn't want you to come back, but you still came back!" said the old Taoist priest, looking at him calmly.

When Lin Feng looked at the old Taoist priest without anger, he also gave a thumbs up, "You really dare to admit it, just admit it, I'm afraid you won't dare to admit it." ”

"What do you say when you were in Zixiao Palace, you really cheated me, teacher!"

The old Taoist priest in front of him was Hongjun, and the impression he gave Lin Feng was very similar to the old man he met outside the sky, but the avenue is the avenue, and the two are always different.

"I've always been worried that you're going to disturb the flood, you shouldn't have been there!"

"Dao Fifty, I'm the one who has escaped, why shouldn't it exist? Tongtian still knows how to leave a way for the creatures in the world to live, but you want to kill cleanly, is it really good to be ruthless?"

Taking a sip, Lin Feng sighed comfortably, feeling that the Yuan Shen was moisturized for a while, "Good things, the life of the gods is good, everything is the best, that is, the tea is all ten thousand years of spiritual tea, the wilderness is solitary, a sip of tea, a thousand years of cultivation, a hundred generations of human race, you can't afford to drink it in death, teacher, don't you feel bad?"

"The human race has its own number of lives!" Hongjun didn't think there was anything wrong, the way of heaven was like this, after he joined the way, he was already one with the way of heaven, representing ruthlessness, the orthodoxy of the wilderness.

But Lin Feng was affectionate.

"Fate?" Lin Feng grinned, took another sip of fairy tea, and said after putting down the cup: "This tea is very good, but in the end, it lacks a little human taste, and I can't get used to drinking it,"

A long sigh that sounded ordinary.

Ke Hongjun's heart trembled, and his face changed greatly: "Do you have to repeat this desolate world?"

"Freedom or Death!"

The human race will never be a slave, Lin Feng wanted to say this even more, but the words still changed when he came to his mouth, and now was not the time to tear his face with the Heavenly Dao.

"Freedom?"

"Freedom, not only freedom, but also justice, the luck of the flood is ten points, the saint has seven points, and the other spirits have two parts, the human race is the lord of the flood land, but there is only one copy, the teacher thinks it is fair?"

"Even if there is only one copy, but this one still has to be distributed to the three of them, the saints and immortals still have to enjoy the incense, merit, and the heavenly court still has to compete with me, teacher, my human race is not lucky enough, what do you think I can do?"

"I am a human race, but also a royal family, do you want to watch the human race exterminate and die? Then what's the use of me becoming a saint?" With a wave of his hand, the wind blew fiercely, whistling and stirring, far away in Nanjun of the Tang Dynasty, suddenly after two years of drought, it rained.

Under the Heavenly Dao, there was a great drought in Nanjun for at least ten years, but this moment was broken,

Lin Feng was already able to invoke the power of heaven and earth, and he was not under the way of heaven.

"It doesn't matter if I'm a little wronged, after all, I'm Pangu's obsession, but how dare you disappoint Pangu?" Lin Feng sneered, expressing his attitude.

"If I don't become a saint, I'm afraid I won't see the teacher today!"

That's right, this is the first time Hongjun has appeared after joining the Dao, but it is not as grand as when Zixiao Palace preached, but as an object of interrogation by Lin Feng.

"The human race is not lucky, and the way of heaven has to make up for it with merit, what does the teacher think?"

"It can't be!"

"Nothing is impossible, this is what you owe to my human race, what's wrong?" Lin Feng smiled coldly: "You can give it to the immortals, but not to the human race?" Then I will destroy the heavenly court tomorrow, what does the teacher think?"

"You ......" Lin Feng's words Hongjun's face was full of anger when he heard it, and the human tribulation had not yet begun, could Heavenly Court suffer first: "Lao Tzu and the primordial will not look at it!"

"I, Houtu, Tongtian, the two saints of the West, plus Nuwa, teacher, do you think my power to turn the sky is enough?"

This is an unprecedented power, it can be crushed completely, as for Nuwa, although there is no contact, Lin Feng is sure that he will not make a move, and it will be no problem to pull it over.

It is not impossible to cooperate with Tongtian and Western Sects, and it is not impossible to cooperate with Nuwa.

Nuwa's strength is actually not necessary, Lin Feng still thinks it is more appropriate to cut off this girl's luck, but Houtu has a friendship with Nuwa, so.... I want to give my daughter-in-law face.

"You.... What a big layout, don't you forget, they are also my disciples!"

Hongjun suddenly became confident again, that's right, these saints are all his disciples, and the Taoism has been passed down from him.

But Lin Feng was laughing: "Teacher, even if they are your apprentices, the entire flood is your apprentices, so what? Everyone can be holy, my human race has such a large population, how many saints do you think I will have in the future?"

Hongjun was silent, the saint Lin Feng said was different from the saint he thought, but it was also a terrifying force.

At this time, Lin Feng suddenly smiled and said: "Tell the teacher a good news, Senior Brother Tongtian, Yun You has gone, he has gone to find his own way, what about the Western Sage planning to move Mount Meru to Chang'an?

Isn't it amazing?

Lin Feng really wanted to see the surprise on Hongjun's face, but unfortunately, Hongjun was Hongjun.

"You're forcing me to make a move!" His voice was very soft, but as soon as he spoke, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the rain in Nanjun immediately stopped, and Lin Feng's face changed greatly.