After Styx left Haotian Palace, it didn't take long for the thirty-three days of chaos in the sea of chaos to spread.

Feeling the situation outside the palace, Cheng Hao couldn't help frowning, and then with a thought, the palace gate quietly opened.

"Since Daoyou is here, then come in!"

The words fell, and at the open door of Haotian Palace, Hongjun, who was dressed in a dark blue robe, strolled with an indescribable majesty of heaven and an indifferent expression.

The person who came was not Hongjun's deity, but the three corpses Hongjun who had already joined the Tao.

"Fellow Daoists, please take a seat!"

Cheng Hao raised his hand and pointed in the void, and in an instant, a Taoist futon appeared out of thin air, standing in mid-air, far away from the high platform he was on.

Hongjun nodded, and took a step, and there was a flash on the futon on the platform, and his figure appeared.

"This Lich War is the largest catastrophe after the opening of the heavens, but now the catastrophe has ended, and the poor road can be regarded as the great cause and effect of the heaven and earth left by the opening of the heavens, and it is not far from completely ending all the causes and effects between the heavens and the heavens!"

This time, Hongjun did not greet him again after his arrival, but went straight to the point and explained his intention.

"The cause and effect before the opening of the sky is almost over, and the next step is to improve the rules of the operation of the flood famine, and this purpose needs to be accomplished, and there will be several catastrophes to open in the future!"

Cheng Hao's expression did not change, and he nodded quietly, "Daoist friends are now in harmony, representing the will of the Heavenly Dao, whether you need to launch a catastrophe in the future, just decide for yourself, you don't need to inform me!"

"Having said that, after all, you are the Haotian Dao Ancestor in the Flood Wilderness, and there are some things that the Poor Dao still has to discuss with you!"

Hongjun, who had white hair and drooping hair, shook his head gently, and he couldn't see any thoughts in his expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"This time, the lich was defeated and withdrew from the desolation stage, but the heavenly court needs to be re-established, restore the great order of heaven and earth, and then educate all souls. I don't know if you think so?"

"It should be so!" Cheng Hao naturally would not object to this kind of thing, after all, although the saint has the responsibility of educating the flood famine, some trivial matters in the flood famine can't be solved by the saint himself, right?

Therefore, the restoration of the heavenly court is an inevitable result.

"So, can Daoist friends have a suitable candidate for the Heavenly Emperor?" Hongjun continued to ask.

"This matter, Hongjun Daoyou decides for himself, there is no need to ask me specifically!"

For the reconstruction of the Heavenly Court, who is the Emperor of Heaven, Cheng Hao actually doesn't care much, after all, what he is plotting is the entire flood wilderness, a Heavenly Emperor who will inevitably become a puppet under the pressure of all saints, he really can't look down on it.

"Poor Dao thinks that the Styx under the seat of Dao Friends, whether it is strength or fame, can take on this great responsibility, I don't know what about friendship?"

Hearing this, Cheng Hao was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but shake his head and said: "It's not right, Styx is a person who has the opportunity to become holy, and he will be sanctified soon, and he will sit in Heaven with the dignity of a saint, and I am afraid that there will be frequent incidents among the saints in the future!"

"It's not unreasonable for Daoyou to worry!"

Seeing that Cheng Hao directly refused, Hongjun no longer insisted, but showed a rather embarrassed look, as if it was difficult to choose the next candidate for the emperor.

"Why, there is no suitable person for Daoyou?"

"The people that Poor Dao valued before were the River Styx and the other Fuxi. But now that Fu Xi has entered reincarnation, and Styx is about to become holy, he is not suitable to serve as the Emperor of Heaven, and for a while, there is indeed no suitable candidate!"

"That's it!"

Cheng Hao smiled, Hongjun, the old guy's intention, he could understand it, this person just wanted to elect a Heavenly Emperor by himself.

In this way, it deepened the cause and effect between Cheng Hao and Hong Huang, so that he would not have to deal with the Heavenly Dao if he had nothing to do.

And after all, he is the emperor elected by himself, if there is a major event in the flood in the future that is inconvenient for Hongjun to take action directly, as the teacher of the emperor, he can't stand by and ignore it, right?

"If you are really embarrassed, there is a suitable person here!"

For Hongjun's plan, Cheng Hao did not refuse, anyway, sooner or later this desolation will become a part of his inner heaven and earth, since this is the case, then choose a person who looks pleasing to the eye to be the emperor of the desolate heavenly court!

"Oh, Daoist, please speak!"

Cheng Hao smiled and stretched out his robe, and suddenly, the power of time and space spread, and in the ripples of time and space, two young men and women who looked like teenagers walked out a little dazed.

Both of them look fifteen or sixteen years old, the man is handsome and handsome, and he looks seven or eight points similar to Cheng Hao, and the woman is beautiful and beautiful, and she looks quite similar to Lin Xi.

The two of them are Xiao Tian and Nannan, who spend most of their time in the inner world.

"Daddy!"

After the surrounding space-time fluctuations disappeared, Xiao Tian saw Cheng Hao sitting on the high platform clearly, and shouted happily at the moment.

"Brother!" Nan Nan was also quite excited when she saw Cheng Hao, but because of Hongjun, an outsider, she did not rush up directly, but stood beside Xiaotian and shouted with a smile.

Cheng Hao nodded gently at the two, and then turned his gaze to Hongjun.

"Daoyou think, are these two people feasible as the emperor and the queen?"

Hongjun looked at Xiaotian and the others in some surprise, as if he was recalling whether these two had appeared in the flood wilderness, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't find any impression about the two.

"The cultivation in the early stage of the quasi-saint is enough as the Emperor of Heaven, but I don't know, what is the relationship between these two people and Taoist friends?"

"They can be regarded as my sons and daughters!" Cheng Hao replied ambiguously.

Hearing this, Hongjun's expression showed a look of understanding, and he somewhat had his own judgment in his heart, these two people should be regarded as special beings created by Haotian Dao Ancestor.

How the girl was created, Hongjun can't judge for the time being, but the young man is seven or eight points similar to Cheng Hao, in his guess, this person should be like the human race, and Cheng Hao has given his own special bloodline.

"Since he is the descendant of Daoyou, as the Emperor of Heaven, his qualifications are enough!"

For Cheng Hao's approach, Hongjun is also very satisfied. In fact, he doesn't care much about who is the Emperor of Heaven, and the main reason for coming here today is to let Cheng Hao choose the candidate for the Emperor of Heaven and deepen the causal connection between the other party and the flood wilderness.

"In this way, the poor Dao will pass on the news of the rebuilding of the Heavenly Court to the other saints, and when the Heavenly Court is rebuilt, I hope that the Daoists can give more help. ”

Now that the matter has been negotiated, Hongjun will not continue to stay, and after nodding, he walked out of Haotian Palace under the curious eyes of Xiaotian and Nannan.

"Dad, do you really want me to be the Emperor of Heaven?" After Hongjun left, Xiaotian and Nan Nan couldn't wait to come to Cheng Hao, their eyes full of excitement.