Chapter Forty-Three: Taking Heavenly Dao Things to Others, What Is the Fellow Daoist to Feel Sorry For?
Cheng Hao was not surprised by Hongjun's annoyance, and shook his head with a smile.
"Yes, it is precisely because I know that Heavenly Dao will not agree that I came to find you, Daoist friend Hongjun!"
"What do you mean?"
At this moment, Hongjun no longer had the heart to call himself a fellow Daoist and call himself a poor Daoist, so he questioned directly.
"The meaning is very simple, you are a saint selected by the Heavenly Dao, and the weight in the Heavenly Dao is extremely heavy, I have no way to make the Heavenly Dao compromise, but presumably Hongjun Daoist you, there must be a way!"
Hearing this, Hongjun's face turned pale, he raised his hand and waved, and the Taiji Diagram appeared in the sky above Zixiao Palace, emitting a black and white mist, turning into a huge net, covering the entire palace.
Then the teacup in Hongjun's hand was heavily placed on the stone table by him, and his fingers kept tapping on the tabletop, as if he was calculating the pros and cons.
"Haotian, you are threatening me with those three variables"
Cheng Hao chuckled and shook his head, picked up the teacup on the table, and after taking a sip, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Good tea!"
"Daoist friends don't have to be angry, those three variables are useful to you, and they are still of great use! Even if you want to do something with them, this seat also has a guess in my heart!"
"Of the six holy positions, none of them can be missing! If Daoist friends can fulfill this requirement, then this seat will no longer be involved in the matter of these three variables!"
When the words fell, Cheng Hao looked at Hongjun, who was still banging on the table, and said a sentence that made Hongjun completely determined.
"Daoist friends, you have to think clearly, no matter how many Heavenly Dao Holy Positions there are, it is not yours. Whether the trust of the Heavenly Dao is more important, or the unfettered freedom is more important, Daoist friends shouldn't even be able to tell the difference!"
Hongjun took a deep breath and stared at Cheng Hao without blinking.
"I can help you get the six holy positions, but you are not allowed to make any more decisions about those three variables in the future! Also, the favor that the poor Dao owed you before will be written off!"
"Yes!" Drinking all the tea in the cup, Cheng Hao smiled and nodded, "Then I'll go back first, I believe that Daoyou will not let me down!"
Putting down the teacup, Cheng Hao took one step and came to the gate of the palace, and suddenly, his figure stopped and turned his head to look at Hongjun.
"Daoist friends have the Jade of Creation in their bodies, as long as they get rid of the control of the Heavenly Dao, their future is limitless. ”
"What a Taoist friend asks for is nothing more than freedom, but what this seat asks for is luck and merit. There is not much conflict between us, if you are willing, you and I can join forces in the future!"
At this time, Hongjun had already recovered his previous state of Gujing Bubo, waved his sleeves, and opened the palace gate.
"Let's talk about joining forces after Poor Dao thinks clearly!"
Cheng Hao nodded, this matter is not in a hurry, Hongjun is willing to join forces is the best, even if he is unwilling, he can do it alone, but if some things are planned, it will be a lot of trouble.
Leaving Zixiao Palace, one step later, Cheng Hao returned to his Haotian Palace.
As soon as his mind moved, a few lines of large characters appeared in the void.
"Heavenly Court", "Flood Continent", "Netherworld"
Looking at these names and being silent for a long time, Cheng Hao raised his hand and made a move, and a decree left Haotian Palace and fell into the hands of Styx, who was far away in the city of enlightenment.
"Next, matters such as the underworld and the six realms of reincarnation should also start to be put on the agenda. ”
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In the city of enlightenment, Styx checked the decree in his hand, and after figuring out the meaning of the master, the whole person turned into a blood-colored rainbow light, and his body flickered, and he disappeared into the vast void.
After a series of teleportations, Styx came to the Houtu Ancestral Land, one of the twelve ancestral lands of the Wu Clan.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches, each with extraordinary strength, were born with some kind of natural supernatural powers, and it was more appropriate to say that they were Chaos Demon Gods than that they were innate gods.
It's just a pity that they are only comparable to the Chaos Gods and Demons in terms of physical bodies and natural powers, because the monstrous physical bodies are too powerful, almost all of their souls have turned into nourishment to nourish the physical body.
Without the existence of the soul, although the true spirit is still unconscious, there is no possibility of cultivating the primordial spirit.
It is precisely because of this particularity of the Wu clan that this race is obviously powerful, but the innate gods are rarely willing to associate with them.
After all, it really doesn't make any sense to associate with a group of stupid big people who don't cultivate the Yuan God and don't know the number of days.
Today, the River Styx came to the Wu Clan, which is the first desolate god to visit the Wu Clan after the opening of the world.
"What kind of person, what is the so-called matter of the Tu tribe after coming to me?"
The ancestral land of the Wu Clan has a spatial prohibition existence, and here, it is difficult to exert spatial magical powers, and therefore, after approaching the Wu Clan, the River Styx has to show its form and cannot continue to teleport forward.
"This Styx, come to visit Hou Tu Niangniang, and I hope that Daoyou will report it!"
In the eyes of the River Styx, the defense of the territory of the Wu clan is not very tight, and there are only hundreds of strong Wu warriors with maces in their hands scattered around the huge frontier territory, and there is not a single high-level witch.
"Styx, I know you, Hou Tu Niang Niang also talked about you when she talked about the situation of Haotian Palace!"
For the River Styx, who came alone, the bald witch clan in front of him, who seemed to be the leader, had no fear at all.
There is no way, this confidence comes from the strength of the twelve ancestral witches, how powerful the demon clan was at the beginning, and the powerful demon clan that covered the sky and the sun came to besiege the witch clan, and it was not easy to be killed by the ancestral witches
"You wait a while, the situation here has been reported, whether the mother is willing to meet you, there will be results in a while!"
Perhaps it was the first time that a god-level guest visited, and when the leader of the witch clan looked at the Styx, he was full of curiosity, constantly looking at the Styx, and then looking at himself a few times, as if to compare the differences between the two sides.
"Houtu, I've seen Styx River Friends!"
At this moment, a gentle and gentle voice sounded in the void, and Styx turned his head to look, only to see that in the forbidden place ahead, a beautiful woman wearing a plain light veil slowly appeared in shape.
As a person who listened to the sermon in Haotian Palace, Styx naturally recognized it at a glance, and the person who came was the target of his trip, the Houtu Ancestor Witch among the twelve ancestral witches.
"Styx has seen Houtu Daoyou, and I visited rashly today, and I ask for forgiveness!"
"Brother Styx laughed, he is also a person who listens to the Tao under the command of Dao Ancestor, you can come here, Houtu is very happy!"
After the two saluted each other, under the guidance of Houtu, Styx came to the third floor of the Houtu Temple, and after the guests of honor were seated, Styx spoke directly.
"Fellow Daoists, this time I came to Styx because I wanted to discuss something with my fellow Daoists. ”