(PS: Chapter 1 of this volume!Panda kneels and begs for subscription!)

Chaotic Heaven, in addition to the cold and gloomy void, seems to have a different kind of vitality: the universe that is constantly evolving, the stars are constantly colliding, bursting out of the brilliant silver rays, and the slowly forming black holes, everything is full of surprises.

Li Qingming and the other eight saints came out of the desolate land, and came to the outside of Zixiao Palace, quietly admiring the magic of this heavenly Dao creation.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, two brilliant golden streamers burst out from within Hong Huangyu. When it stagnated on the platform outside the Zixiao Palace, the golden light dissipated, and the unsightly faces of the guide and Zhun Ti appeared in front of the saints.

At the same time, the delicate and cute little Taoist Tong Yaoji pushed open the door of Zixiao Palace, and said in a milky voice: "Master Hongjun ordered all the saints to enter the palace!"

When the saints heard this, they shrugged their shoulders disapprerovingly and walked in.

However, Li Qingming deliberately staggered a few steps, touched Yao Ji's head, stuffed him with a jade talisman, and said, "Little guy! There is a fate between you and me, and when you encounter danger in the future, you will crush the jade talisman." Poor Dao will naturally show up to save you!"

Yao Ji tilted her little head a little inexplicably, nodded for a while, and said, "Yao Ji remembered!"

Looking at this little face in front of him, thinking of the legend of the Erlang God in later generations, Li Qingming couldn't help but hahadaxiao.

Entering the Zixiao Palace, but seeing that the palace is different from the fashion of the Lich War.

At the bottom of the central platform, there are six seats on the far left, two seats in the center, and two seats on the right.

The saints looked at each other. He saluted Hongjun and said, "Disciple to meet Master, Teacher!"

Hongjun Lao Dao wore a gray Taoist robe, and sat loosely in front of everyone, as if he was preaching back then, with an expressionless face. Glancing at everyone, he said, "You're waiting for punctuality!

The saints nodded, and saw the six saints of Sanqing, Styx, Zhen Yuanzi, and Nuwa sitting on the throne on the left-hand side, Li Qingming and Houtu sitting in the middle, and Jieyin and Zhun Ti sitting on the throne on the right.

Hongjun said: "Between heaven and earth, every twelve yuan will always be entangled in cause and effect. Naturally, the calamity came into being. This time, the two lich clans compete for the luck of heaven and earth. It's for the lich. However, the great cause and effect of the heaven and earth left by this amount of calamity can once again enjoy the twelve yuan meeting. ”

Hongjun glanced at the saints with a flat expression, and continued: "This time the heavens and the earth are shattered, and only four of the nine continents remain. And the desolate universe is also slowly evolving. The desolate land of today. Since then, the world of the flood has been changed to the land of China Shenzhou. Among the four continents, except for the West Niuhe Prefecture, which has been the least affected, retains the title. The other three continents are Dongsheng Shenzhou, South Ganbu Continent and North Julu Continent!"

"Dare to ask Master, what is the relationship between this modified title and the creatures of the wilderness?" Tongtian, who was rectum, couldn't hide his words in his heart, so he asked first.

Lao Tzu glanced at Tongtian lightly and said: "The scope of the major continents is different, the luck is different, and the creatures living on it are naturally different!

Nuwa looked at Houtu and suddenly asked, "Dare to ask the teacher, how should the lich be arranged if the lich loses power?"

I saw Hongjun say lightly: "The Lich War, destroying the world." From now on, the human race should be the protagonist of the land of the Chinese Divine State! After you return to the mountain, you can order your disciples to go down the mountain to preach in order to educate the human race!"

The brilliance in Zhun Ti's eyes flashed, and he suddenly asked: "Dare to ask the ancestor, can I pass on my Western Buddhism to the legal family?"

Hongjun nodded and said, "Yes!"

Zhun Ti was ecstatic and wanted to say something more, but suddenly found that Sanqing was staring at him expressionlessly, and his heart trembled and he stopped talking.

Hongjun saw that Zhun Ti was no longer talking, so he opened his mouth and said: "There is still one thing now, now that the demon clan has declined, the chaos in the heavenly court and sky is unmanaged! Zhou Tian Xingdou is scattered and impermanent, but it is necessary to re-establish the Heavenly Emperor." In order to be in charge of the Heavenly Court and control Zhou Tian Xingdou, you can discuss on your own if there is any candidate for you. ”

When the saints heard this, their hearts began to beat drums, and they were silent.

Hongjun Lao Dao glanced at the saints lightly, and simply dropped a sentence: "You are the saint of the Heavenly Dao, this position of the heavenly court, you can discuss it by yourself, and then report it to the old Dao!" Then, the whole figure disappeared.

The role of the Heavenly Court can be described as two-sided, although the land of the Heavenly Court has merit to be obtained, but it is a place where cause and effect are entangled. Similarly, the Heavenly Court Emperor can control the fortune of the Three Realms. If you use it well, you can make your own denomination prosperous.

After a while, seeing that the scene was too cold, Lao Tzu, as a big disciple of Hongjun, had to come forward to break the situation. He said: "Under my sect, there is only one person in Xuandu! If you are not worthy of the position of Emperor of Heavenly Court, this time it will be up to all Taoist friends." ”

When everyone heard this, they thought to themselves, and this was indeed the case. Lao Tzu is a disciple of Xuandu, if Xuandu goes to Heaven, wouldn't it be a broken Taoist system. So it's a foregone conclusion!

Seeing Lao Tzu's statement, he thought for a while and said: "The disciples of my sect are also rare, but this time they can't serve as the position of Heavenly Court!"

Saying that, Yuan Shi also looked at Li Qingming, as if he wanted him to say a few words.

Li Qingming shook his head helplessly, and said, "I, Qingmingzi, am the eldest disciple of the Sect of Interpretation, and I served as the Northern Emperor of the Heavenly Court in the Lich Tribulation. The exposition of the sect has already enjoyed the throne of the Heavenly Emperor of a certain amount of tribulation, but it is not appropriate to choose someone to be elected as the Heavenly Emperor again!"

Tongtian glanced at Li Qingming and said: "The poor Dao disciple Wuyun Immortal is always virtuous, and his cultivation is profound, and he has already reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and he is worthy of this position!"

Zhun Ti jumped out when he heard this, and said: "Daoist friends sit down and the disciples are all flat-haired beasts, and if they don't cultivate merits, how can they be such a burden!"

Tongtian was furious when he heard this, and said: "Zhun Ti old thief, although most of the disciples who sat down in the poor road were demon clans, they had never killed an innocent being. How can you deceive me like this?"

Zhun Ti sneered: "During the Lich Tribulation, why didn't you come out to save the creatures of heaven and earth?"

Li Qingming chuckled and said, "Uncle Zhun Ti, how do you know that my disciple of Uncle Tongtian didn't go out of the mountain to treat the creatures of the flood?"

Speaking of this, Li Qingming waved his big hand lightly, boundless aura gathered, and a large water curtain appeared in front of the saints out of thin air.

The entire curtain of water is divided into three parts, and it is full of images of the sky crumbling.

Above the first water curtain is the Xuandu under Lao Tzu's door, running in the desolate world, constantly using supernatural powers to save the human race. Above the second water curtain are more than a dozen disciples under the primordial sect, each scattered in the desolate world, gathering the human race. On the third panel, there are disciples sitting down in Tongtian, who turned into demon prototypes, and entrusted all the Terran villages to their bodies and sent them to safety.

At this time, Zhun Ti had nothing to say, and returned to his seat with an embarrassed face.

The guide looked at the water curtain expressionlessly, and said for a while: "The poor monk's disciple Medicine Master, who has profound virtues in the Western Realm, and his cultivation is also the peak realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and he can be the Emperor of Heaven!"

Tongtian immediately said: "Pick up Daoist, this Heavenly Court is my Eastern Heavenly Court, what does it have to do with you in the West?"

With a bitter face, he said lightly: "The desolate land is now broken, where is there any more talk of the East and the West? There are only four continents!

Tongtian snorted coldly, and simply stopped talking!

Let's not mention the saints in Zixiao Palace, let's take a look at the land of Huaxia Shenzhou at this moment.

Ten thousand years have passed since the Lich Wars. Today's Terran is developing rapidly, and Terran villages are all over the land of China.

In Dongsheng Shenzhou, close to Beiju Luzhou, there is a small village of the human race. The village is surrounded by mountains and beautiful mountains, and it is rare for the Lich or other tribes of Terrans to come here.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, it was a barren place. The Eight Ancestors of the Terran led the Terrans of Qinghua Mountain rescued from the Wuzhuang Temple, and rushed all the way to the ancestral land of the Terrans of the East China Sea, where they had passed by.

Seeing that this place was very empty, the Eight Ancestors of the Human Race were worried that there would be monsters attacking at night. He used his great supernatural powers to take several mountains from the West Pole and surrounded this place. At the same time, a large array was laid out to transform this time into a warm environment like spring all year round.

Later, the human race passed by one after another, and some of the human race were tired and tired, so they simply rested here. As a result, a small village was formed, called the Eight Immortals Village.

In this village, there are about hundreds of households, most of whom have Zhang as their surname, so they are also called Zhangjia Village.

Two of these families were virtuous, and the heads of the families were modest and often took in other people who had wandered there, and were well-known for their good deeds.

The two families have lived here for generations, one surnamed Zhang and one surnamed Yao. The two can be regarded as world friends.

It stands to reason that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. But these two families seem to be cursed, and they have no son or daughter under their knees. Although the life of the two families is happy, they always feel that something is missing.

Nowadays, these two families have no heirs, and they will lose their inheritance after a few hundred years, which makes the heads of the two families often sit together and lament the impermanence of life.

On this day, the Zhang family advocated Ling Han and Yao Changsheng, the head of the Yao family, sitting at the head of the village, looking at the mountain in front of them, and sighing for a long time.

"Lao Yao, it seems that you and I are destined to have no heirs in this life!" Zhang Linghan looks honest, although he has a blessed face, he is full of sorrow.

"Lao Zhang, do you think we have offended the immortals in our previous life, otherwise how could there be such a catastrophe?" Yao Changsheng's eyebrows were clear and beautiful, and his body was full of elegance.

"Old Yao Shenyan! We are all mortals, but we can't afford to provoke those immortals flying around!" Zhang Linghan was an honest man, looking around nervously.

Yao Changsheng glared at Zhang Linghan a little speechlessly, just about to say something. A panting voice interrupted his thoughts.

Zhang Shanren ...... Yao, Yao Shanren...... No, it's not good...... You, something happened to the two of you......" (To be continued......