The Styx Demon Ancestor is the most vigilant.

Even if he behaves cautiously, it will be the same result.

Many powers have a consensus -

Since he had been given the power to enforce the penalty, let him not have the opportunity to participate in the formulation of the penal charter.

The position of the saint of the Heavenly Dao, participating in the edification and guiding the universal values...... If Styx sits in that position and tosses around casually, including selfishness and overkill?

Then the fun will be great.

Therefore, it was destined early on that he would suffer a lot of hardships in the election of the saint and win the hearts of the people.

Of course, perhaps this Demon Ancestor Giant also knows what is going on in his heart.

During the whole debate, his interest was not particularly high, and he did not have the momentum of ambition.

Still, he got involved.

Maybe it's a little fluke?

Or is it to increase the level of exposure, and make a big publicity afterwards to let sentient beings know about its existence and prestige?

Feng Xi speculated as he pleased, while still calmly commanding-

Who needs to appear now, question and inquire about the views and campaign ideas put forward by some of the ten saint candidates?

It is said to be a question, but in fact it is a thorn.

Even if you are a sage with immaculate morals, it is difficult to maintain perfection when you look at it with colored glasses and speculate maliciously. What's more, in this desolate world where black and white overlap and gray are rampant, what great supernatural power can be truly as pure as snow?

In this way, it is difficult for the candidates to interfere with the decision of the sane and sober Da Luo's providence.

However, there is still a very special existence in this purple sky - humane pan-consciousness, which can affect to a certain extent and cause corresponding ups and downs in the final voting results.

After all, saints are to educate the human beings and give them cram schools...... Their comments will have to be taken into account.

At the same time, this questioning process is also aimed at frantically throwing smoke bombs.

As much as possible, confuse and deceive the high-level leaders of the demon clan as opponents, so that they can misunderstand that the key business direction of the Wu clan in the next time is to support who to become a saint, reach an alliance, and increase the chances of victory in future wars.

Pinching the various cards prepared by Nuwa, Feng Xi carefully adjusted, matched and combined, and passed on his own orders.

The past and history, this moment is again revised!

The power of the witch clan, their incalculable number of avatars in action, active in the past years, "inadvertently" spread some sporadic gossip, secretly modified the side details, and the corners were fragmented.

——The general trend remains unchanged, and the small trend can be changed.

One by one, administrators and permission dogs began their operations at this time, trying to shine.

The appearance of the Heavenly Dao Saint cannot be shaken - because this is in line with the common will, and it is the general trend of the Heavenly Mandate formed by the collection of the three thousand Great Luo.

But when it comes to who the position of the saint belongs to, everyone has a dispute - relative to the general trend, this has become a small trend, and there is a possibility of a game.

Da Luo Tianyi is not willing to be lonely, they have the authority of time and space in their hands, how can they endure not to show off in this and achieve their goals?

Ultimately.

When the debate between the saint candidates ended, Daozu Hongjun announced that "the official voting began".

Those countless small movements barely stopped.

The fog that shrouded the upper reaches of the river of time lifted.

But downstream, it became hazy because of it.

A top powerhouse sitting in the front row had a strange and inexplicable smile on his face, as if he was expecting something.

......

"The candidacy of the saint, the end of the discourse. ”

Dao Ancestor said indifferently, "Now, move on to the next link." ”

"Please participate in the Providence of the meeting, cast your own votes, support the candidates of the saints with whom you agree with the idea, and decide the final Heavenly Dao Holy Throne. ”

"I hereby solemnly declare that I will abide by the principles of fairness and impartiality in this vote-counting work, and there will be no concealment or misreporting. ”

Hongjun faithfully played the role of a tool man and opened the final curtain of this competition for the holy throne.

In Zixiao Palace, there was a strange silence at first.

Then, there was the bustle and restlessness of the consciousness.

Tens of thousands of seats, people in every position, are very enthusiastic to participate in this event, very serious about the ticket in their hands.

Although, this is a secret ballot, and many Da Luo have to follow the arrangement of the organization behind their own backs...... However, this does not prevent everyone from making small moves to maximize the value of the ticket in their hands.

For example, while voting, he secretly chatted privately with the candidate for saint who was voted on, saying, "Brother, I voted for you, and you should remember this sentiment when you become holy afterwards, and take care of me a little!"

Wait a minute.

This purpose is not so simple.

A campaign vote that should have been solemn, serious, and fair has been brought out in an atmosphere of black-box operation and vote-brushing, and the wool of future saints has been swept away, so that they can remember this love.

Of course, those saint candidates are also very good at being gods, and secretly sent a message back, saying that they remembered this feeling...... When I am developed, the grace of today's dripping water, he will repay him every day.

Everyone is mutually beneficial, and we will always be good friends!

"Tsk...... It's very comfortable. ”

Fengxi walked through the voting session, gained a lot of friendship, and was in a comfortable and happy mood.

Although, he only has his own ticket.

But did that prevent him from getting the promise of seven or eight saint candidates in return?

No, not at all.

Just use a little bit of a trick...... Then anyone can have the same harvest as him.

After all, voting is by secret ballot.

Accounting for the number of votes, that is also the last display and statistics.

So Feng Xi pinched his vote and walked around in front of several saint candidates, making a vote while saying things that were only appropriate to say after the actual vote.

In this way, you will get a full friendship.

However, such an act is very risky. Once the matter is leaked...... Fengxi's situation will also be more tragic.

But who made him premeditated?

In the previous internal meeting of the Wu Clan, in the voting process of trying to control votes, Feng Xi temporarily opened an anonymous trumpet and explained his point of view in it - in order to better make smoke bombs, in order to make the opponents of the Demon Clan confused about the real goals of the Wu Clan.

Every member who votes can consider dangling in front of several saint candidates, making the appearance of intent to vote, and misleading the opponents of the demon clan.

Fengxi agreed.

Then, he mixed in this army of drama spirits, wearing that layer of skin, to his own benefit.

Just when Fengxi was enjoying this happiness alone.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, "hehe" and laughed weirdly, and he knew by listening to the voice that he was not a good person.

Feng Xi turned his head and looked-

Oh.

It's acquaintances.

"Hou Gang, didn't I say you...... You're so sudden, it's easy to scare people. ”

Feng Xi looked at his friend who had worked together in Kunlun in the past, and hurriedly proved Da Luo before the start of the second Zixiao Palace meeting, and became one of the administrators of the Great Flood Wilderness.

At this moment, he came to him out of nowhere, very frightened.

And for this, Hou Gang didn't apologize at all, just looked Fengxi up and down with very strange eyes, and then slowly whispered: "I'm just scaring you, but I won't kill you...... But do you do it?"

"But I think it's easy for you to be knocked over by someone with a black brick. ”

"What are you talking about?, why can't I understand?" Feng Xi blinked with a big question mark on his face, "Look at my sincere eyes...... Can you give me an answer?"

Hou Gang looked at him with disdain, "You just pretend." ”

"But no matter how much you pretend, you can't hide that you are as resourceful as me...... I can see through your reality at a glance, understand your calculations, and know what is going on......"

"Oh. Feng Xi stretched out his voice, and the conversation changed, "Well, you know what's going on, so you're not very honest...... Tsk, I think back to the time when someone seemed to be doing something similar to me? Even showing his face in front of the ten candidates, and pausing for a while?"

As he spoke, Feng Xi's eyes were weird, "Really count, between the two of us, you are the most cowardly...... A hundred steps, dare you laugh at me for fifty steps?"

He said bitterly: "Brother, this is really not something to be proud of, you can't stand on the moral high ground to criticize others!"

Hou Gang smiled slightly, "That's not the same ......"

"I'm going to contact them, do you think I'm a white wolf with fake tickets and empty gloves, deceiving people's promises in return?"

"Wrong...... "That's a white lie, it's a spiritual encouragement to the Taoist friends who have a pitiful number of votes, so that they know that there are still people supporting him, not poor people who are not cared for." ”

"Let him be full of courage in his heart, and hope for tomorrow and the future. ”

"Good is great!"

At this moment, Hou Gang's face seemed to be full of the word "sacred", and the noble character of helpfulness radiated a substantial light.

There really is light!

Feng Xi looked at the mini sun that appeared behind Hou Gang, and tried very hard to break his loose chin back, revealing an expression of bowing to the wind, and shook his head again and again, "I lost...... In the race of the lower limit of life, I can't reach you. ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Hou Gang pretended to be modest.

It's just that they haven't waited for them to continue to demean each other much in this regard.

Someone intervened, and his tone was full of playfulness and mockery, "Hehe...... It's a good idea. ”

"But if you look at the ten saint candidates, their faces are stiff one by one...... What does that mean?"

"Goof, brother!"

This is the painter.

Back then, in Kunlun Mountain, the last of the top three heroes of the Wu clan.

At this moment, he was reminding, guiding Feng Xi and Hou Gang to look over.

As it says.

Those saint candidates smiled at every fellow Daluo who enthusiastically supported them, and they were thoughtful and fulfilled in the number of rites...... However, through some details and micro-expressions, Feng Xi and Hou Gang can slightly understand some of their hearts.

With a smile on his face and a ...... in his heart Hemp and wheat husks.

"Shouldn't it?"

Feng Xi touched her head.

The big eyes were full of confusion.

"Because there are too many 'talents' like you. The painter's tone was quiet, "I guess there are about a thousand people who do the same thing as you, right?"

"More than a thousand!" the painter sighed, "It would be nice if it was just a fake." ”

"But if you're all goblins, play verbal fooling...... It's hard not to go!"

"There are some top powerhouses and saint candidates, and they know very well what their situation is. ”

"Da Luo, who didn't have much to do with it before, now votes for it...... Dozens or hundreds are easy to say, thousands?"

"As long as you're not stupid, you know there's something wrong with it. The painter said this, and paused, "Who started the head?"

Feng Xi straightened up, but his head shook like a rattle, "I don't know...... All I know is that it was a guy who concealed his true identity and wore the title of 'Dragon King' bubbling up in cryptographic decision-making circles and was the first to come up with the plan of smoke bombs. ”

"But that's just a façade...... Who was the first to break the rules and come up with the idea of tossing around? How can you find out this?"

Feng Xi muttered, "But I suspect that this may be from the Demon Clan's side." ”

"There are also smart people there, and I guess they can guess what the situation is in an instant when they look at our posture. ”

Then, drawing a scoop according to the gourd, he copied this behavior and set off smoke bombs. Moreover, it also maliciously sabotaged and took the lead in disrupting the market!"

"It's unlikely, right?" Hou Gang listened, his eyes wandered, "Over there of the demon clan, will the reaction be so fast?"

"That's hard to say!" Feng Xi cheered up, "Lord Houtu instructed, saying that today's demon clan is not what it used to be...... After all, it was the Dao Ancestor Hongjun who hung down and ruled the world with the power of the demon clan, which greatly stimulated their enthusiasm. ”

"So, a lot of moths, tossing out of them, is completely reasonable!"

Feng Xi talked more and more vigorously, and in the end he doubted that this was the truth!

After all, there is a problem with ethnic people.

The style of painting of the Wu clan...... In the past, the image of propaganda was straightforward.

After all, it is the leading boss - Houtu (Nuwa), although he has scheming, but he is not deep, walking on the road of grandeur and righteousness, which deeply affects the whole collective.

Although in the fields of this witch clan, a few crooked seedlings occasionally grow, such as Fengxi, such as Hou Gang.

But from an overall perspective, the witch clan is compared to the demon clan, which is really pure and good, and it can't be more pure.

"We started up. ”

Feng Xi's face was deep, "The demon clan will expand and deepen...... That's right, that's it!"

"When I go back, I'll write an article and submit it to Lord Houtu, telling about the gloom behind this that can't see the light!"

"That's right, Hou Gang. ”

He looked at his good friend.

"When the time comes, you will also express some opinions, and I will write them in the article. ”

Hou Gang listened, and he stopped talking, and stopped talking.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just sighed and rolled his eyes.

......

In a comical farce, the voting session of the Heavenly Dao Saint election came to an end.

A Da Luo Heavenly Providence, who was standing in the Zixiao Palace, cast their "precious" vote.

At this time, Dao Ancestor, who had been silent to maintain the rules, stood up again and spoke solemnly.

"Now I declare, open the box and check the votes, rank them, and decide the ...... to which the Holy Throne belongs."

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