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Henggu Plane, Divine Domain Human Race Sect, Shenwu Palace!

The majestic and unusually tall buildings like a fairyland stretch out and have pavilions and pavilions standing in all directions, but at the back end of many buildings with majestic antique and extraordinary momentum, an extremely elegant small courtyard stands silently.

In this small courtyard that looks like an ordinary farmhouse, there are several scattered flat and low tile houses, and a group of men dressed as craftsmen are still shouting loudly as usual, walking in and out, and they are busy.

In the central area where they had gathered at this moment, Gao Lai Yuan stepped on an oval brick wall with a drum on the outside, and protruded outwards for more than three feet, and there was a large wind signal on the side, which was obviously a brick kiln that was firing porcelain.

With the tugging of several shirtless sturdy men on the side, surging black smoke was rising from the top of the round tower-shaped building.

The commander of this group of kiln craftsmen is still the tall and majestic middle-aged craftsman with a cold face, he is directing everyone's kiln steps with a cold face and an orderly manner, obviously at this moment, he has been engrossed in it.

In the past, this kind of situation was also commonplace in this small courtyard of Shenwu Palace, just the master of Shenwu Palace, I don't know how many times I have been here, and I have seen such a familiar scene countless times.

What is different today is that the martial artist at this moment is sitting quietly on the other side of the courtyard, and next to her, there are more than a dozen people sitting scattered.

Among them, sitting in the center of the front row were the three new gods Wu Murong, Black Fox and Cinnabar, all of whom were solemn and abnormal at the moment, with no smile on their faces, and their eyes looked directly at the hot kiln scene in front of them, as if they were waiting for something.

In the middle row behind them, there were less than a dozen people, most of them were old people with snow-white hair and strong spirits, and there were three or four middle-aged people who looked to be no more than thirty or forty years old.

And the four people of the Spirit Domain, Condensation Frost, Dao Zun, Wu Zun and Fa Zun, were also impressively listed.

It's just that now it's a little grotesque that the three of them, Daozun, Wuzun and Fazun, are all white, as if they are one or two years old again, only the condensation cream is still the same young woman's appearance, but if you look closely, you can clearly see that there are many fine wrinkles on her skin.

Looking to the side again, there are also many familiar and unfamiliar faces among them, such as the dwarf old man who once appeared in the youth of Cinnabar, and the person on the formation chart who appeared during the war between humans and beasts, all of them are among them.

Among them, the other three are unfamiliar faces, the first two of which are a pair of middle-aged men and women in their forties, although their faces are wrinkled, but they are ruddy and abnormal, and even their hair and beard are abnormally black, looking quite childish.

Next to them, however, was a bloated, rounded old man, squinting his eyes and leaning on the back of his chair, as if he was napping.

On the two connected seats in the last row, one of them was a rugged and tall sturdy old man, and the other seat was even more strange, it was actually empty, and no one appeared above it, but the strange thing was that the sturdy old man turned his head to the empty seat from time to time and whispered, as if he was chatting with the same people.

These characters with different expressions and different appearances seem to be completely incompatible with each other, but they are just casually piled up in one place, and the whole picture looks extremely weird.

But Rao is like this, but it has been giving people a terrible sense of oppression and suffocation for a long time, not only from the three new gods in the front row, but even around these people in the back, it is also permeated with extremely terrifying power.

And they sat here, although they were talking to each other, but none of them took the initiative to leave their positions, and even while they were talking, all eyes were straight ahead, all the way to the many craftsmen who were doing heavy labor.

They were clearly waiting for something, and seemed to be quite patient.

And it was none other than the middle-aged craftsman who tirelessly commanded everyone to work.

I don't know how long it took, the fire in the earthen kiln in front of me was big, and the bellows on the side were also pushed and pulled by two strong men, obviously the kiln was close to the final finishing stage, and at this time, the middle-aged craftsman seemed to have put down the big stone in his heart, finally stopped the work in his hand, and began to turn around and walk towards the three rows of characters sitting in the courtyard!

"I'm really a little sorry, so you can wait, but this kiln is the heaviest blow, if there is any slackness and slack in the middle, then the final product will be fatally destroyed!"

He took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and arms, and walked indifferently in front of everyone, and sat down directly on the high platform in front of him.

And from the moment he turned around, everyone present almost immediately stopped all movements, and all of them stared at him with a solemn gaze, obviously in the hearts of all of them, they were full of jealousy and fear of the middle-aged craftsman in front of them.

"They are all familiar faces, after the battle for godhood many years ago, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

The middle-aged craftsman smiled, glanced over the faces of everyone in front of him one by one, and said slowly: "Now there are not only four old friends from the spiritual realm here, but even everyone from different sides of the sky in recent years. ”

As his words fell, the sturdy old man in the third row and the empty chair next to him immediately suddenly felt a sense of distortion and fluctuation, which obviously caused a strong shock in their hearts again after being named by the middle-aged craftsman.

"Hehe, you don't need to be nervous, and all the other scattered immortal demigods present don't have any worries, the reason why I found everyone to gather with this time is that in addition to introducing you to some new things that have happened recently, I still want to announce some decisions and end some past grievances. ”

The middle-aged craftsman shook his head slightly and sighed: "And my greatest hope now is that after this gathering, our whole world will return to the previous harmony, and there will never be any conflicts and waves again." ”

As his words fell, there was another sigh among the people seated, and many of them whispered in their ears again, obviously they still couldn't understand what kind of medicine the middle-aged craftsman in front of them, that is, the master god who was the master of the world, was selling in the gourd.

Some of them are very hostile to the control of the main god, and they are even more uneasy in their hearts, as if they are facing a great enemy, for fear that this usually angry and invisible control god will suddenly attack.

"Hey, now that we're all together, I can't help but recall a lot of the past!"

The main god in control suddenly changed his words, and his expression was a little sentimental and said: "And there is a figure among them who has to be mentioned, who has had a great influence on you and me over the years. ”

When he said this, he looked at the cinnabar in the front row with extremely deep eyes, and said word by word: "And this person is the three-eyed vermilion ape that was short-lived in the past!"