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Looking at the empty Zixiao Palace, Hongjun pinched his eyebrows and said with a wry smile: "What should come will always come, Taiyi, you don't die." My Huaxia world is worried!"

Suddenly, in the land of Huaxia and in the Sage Cave Mansions, there was a transmission of Hongjun: "Come to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible, come quickly!"

In East Kunlun Mountain, Li Qingming, who had just returned to the side hall of Yuxu Palace, was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "What's the matter? This Hongjun is also real, there are still two hundred years left without stopping for a while!"

In the Sanqing Hall, Sanqing, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes one after another.

Tongtian said: "Is there a change in things?"

Yuan shook his head and said, "Listening to Shizun's tone this time, it's quite anxious, I'll go quickly!"

"Let's go!" Lao Tzu glanced at the two of them lightly, and immediately broke through the air first.

Wanshou Mountain Five Villages.

"Zhenyuan, what do you say is going on this time?" the sleepy-eyed Styx patted his cheek and asked in a soothing manner.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at the River Styx, directly rose into the air, and said, "I don't know, but if you go down to ink." I'm sure you're zuihou the one who arrived!"

"Damn, Zhen Yuanzi, you old thing, wait for me!" Styx jumped up in an instant, completely sleepy, and disappeared into Wuzhuang Guan.

Mount Meru in the West, Great Leiyin Temple.

Standing respectfully in front of Xuanhu, he peeked at the expressionless Shakyamuni, and said, "Master, are you still going this time?"

"I'm not going!" Xuanhu waved his hand, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said, "Bring Shakya." It's time to meet!"

"Yes!" then took a Buddha salute, turned his head and said to Shakyamuni: "Senior brother, let's go!"

"The master has a life, how dare you disobey?" Shakyamuni opened his eyes suddenly, and a six-zhang Buddha suddenly appeared in the back of his head.

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It's still the Zixiao Palace, but the difference is that there is no boy at the gate of the palace for a long time, and the gate is closed. On the bare stone steps, there was even a thick layer of dust, which made the entire Zixiao Palace empty and looked very deserted.

Sanqing was the first to arrive at Zixiao Palace. This is followed by Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi, Styx, and Houtu. Maybe it's because it's far away. When he brought Shakyamuni to Zixiao Palace, the saints were already impatient.

Therefore, before he had time to salute the saints, Li Qingming said in a strange way: "Yo! Pick up the saints, are you taking your child to make soy sauce?"

"Soy sauce?"

A fresh word for the twenty-first century. None of the saints understood. But you don't have to think about it to know. Definitely not a good word.

Fortunately, I didn't hear it. He then bowed to the saints with one hand and said, "Amitabha! Because it has not been out of the Great Thunder Sound Temple for a long time. Therefore, I am a little rusty about the journey, and I ask for your forgiveness!"

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the closed door of Zixiao Palace opened.

"Okay, what kind of nonsense, hurry in!" Tongtian shouted, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he looked at the bald little monk who was following behind him, and said: "Hey! This little monk is delicate and tight! Presumably you are the reincarnation of Zhun Ti, Shakyamuni!"

When all the saints heard this, they also cast their eyes on this inconspicuous little monk, and their eyes flashed with different meanings.

Shakyamuni bowed to Tongtian and all the saints, bowed down and said: "Amitabha, poor monk Shakyamuni!

"Leading, Dao Ancestor made it clear that the saints would gather in Zixiao Palace. What's the point of bringing a quasi-saint here?" said Styx, who had picked a thorn in his head.

"Since the saint is here, how can the Qingming donor explain it?"

"If you haven't entered the palace yet, what are you doing at the gate of the palace?"

Just as Styx was about to retort, Hongjun's voice came from inside the hall.

Styx was helpless, glared at the guide and entered the main hall.

The saints are still in their original order.

It's just that Li Qingming and Sakyamuni, who came as doppelgangers at this moment, are not saints after all. I couldn't sit on the futon, so I had to take half of my seat wrong and kneel behind the saints.

When everyone sat down, suddenly a gray figure shook and appeared on the futon on the high platform. Hongjun looked at everyone, his eyes were still the same.

When the saints saw Dao Ancestor Hongjun, they immediately prostrated on the ground and saluted respectfully: "Disciples and others welcome Shizun (Dao Ancestor), Shizun (Dao Ancestor) Holy Life is boundless!"

Hongjun flicked the sleeves of his robe lightly and said, "Wait for the courtesy!"

"Master Xie (Dao Ancestor)!" the saints bowed again before sitting back on the futon.

After sweeping all the saints, especially Li Qingming and Shakyamuni, Hongjun said expressionlessly: "This time I summoned you to come, and I didn't do anything for him." Back then, the demon clan set off a catastrophe for their own selfishness and flooded the land of Kyushu. After the Hou Demon Clan was repulsed, Taiyi was unwilling to collude with the Daoists outside the territory in a vain attempt to lure the Daoists into the realm and destroy the Huaxia Heaven and Earth!"

"What?"

The saints were shocked when they heard this, and immediately suppressed the anger in their hearts and asked, "Master (Dao Ancestor), can this matter be taken seriously?"

Hongjun bowed slightly, flicked his sleeves, and reproduced what happened in the depths of the Sun Palace that night. The picture flows, showing everything in detail.

"Damn Taiyi, you are so mad!" The most cynical "bang" smashed on the bluestone slab of Zixiao Palace, and his face flushed.

"Damn it!" Primal face was also not good-looking.

Then he faked the Buddha's horn and said, "Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife and become a whisk!"

Shakyamuni's mouth trembled twice, and he whispered: "Demon clan, demon clan!"

It seems that he has been a human being in two lives, and the problem of a broken mouth is still left.

Li Qingming and Nuwa listened to the sage's cynicism and did not react at all, but Shakyamuni's words completely ignited the hornet's nest.

"Bald donkey, what do you mean, what's wrong with my demon clan?" Li Qingming asked loudly without being polite.

Similarly, Nuwa, who is the saint of the demon clan, is also pretty and her face is red, and her eyes want to breathe fire.

Shakyamuni's originally smiling face sank instantly, although Shakyamuni, who awakened the memory of his previous life, had too much hatred for Li Qingming, but this hatred couldn't suppress the fear of Li Qingming's fierceness at all.

Seeing the three of them glaring at each other angrily, while crying bitterly in their hearts, they hurriedly came out to play a round and said: "Amitabha! He didn't mean anything else, and asked the two donors to forgive him!"

Li Qingming was just about to let go of this matter, but Nuwa bit it tightly and said, "I don't care if you are Zhun Ti or Shakyamuni, it is not your turn to tell the Buddha about the affairs of my demon clan!"

Looking up at Hongjun, who was there with the old god, Nuwa kowtowed and said, "Master, the disciple is a demon saint." Since this Taiyi is the Eastern Emperor of the Demon Clan, he should be sanctioned by his disciples! I implore the master to hand over this matter to the disciples to deal with!"

Hongjun pondered for a long time, looked at Li Qingming, who was a little absent-minded, and said: "Qingmingzi, you are the Northern Emperor of the Demon Clan, and you know everything about the Demon Clan. This time, you will go to Xiaobei Ming with Nuwa, and you must kill Taiyi!"

Li Qingming was thinking about the Demon Suppression Tower placed in the land of Xiaobei at the moment, and Hongjun's words were exactly what Li Qingming wanted, so he bowed and saluted: "The disciple obeys the order of the ancestor!"

"After this matter is dealt with, you don't need to report to me again!, and now that the road to heaven is about to begin, it is equivalent to coming to Zixiao in two hundred years!" Hongjun said this, and his figure gradually dissipated in Zixiao Palace.

"Amitabha, I still have something to do in the West, so I'll leave first!" As soon as Hongjun left, he was anxious like a rabbit father, hurriedly bowed to the saints, pulled Shakyamuni, and fled back to the West with a golden light.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi also stood up and patted his sleeves and said, "Fellow Daoists, let's all disperse! The catastrophe is imminent, and the more preparation you have, the better the chance of winning!"

"So, two hundred years later, zaijian!"

"Let's go, fellow Daoist!"

"I'll leave it now!"

Not long after, at the gate of Zixiao Palace, which was a little depressed, only Li Qingming and Nuwa were left.

Glancing at the bright and moving Nuwa, Li Qingming said: "Uncle Shi, Taiyi colluded with the extraterritorial Taoists, presumably the emperor who incarnated the Great Sun did not know. Although Di Jun has been incarnated as a sun star, after all, it is better to inform Di Jun if something happened to the three-legged Golden Crow clan. ”

Nuwa nodded her head slightly and said, "It should be like this!"

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Although the original Sun Star was broken, the Sun Star incarnated by the three-legged golden crow did not seem to be any different, and the Sun True Fire was still flooding on it.

I saw that in the middle of the sun star, there was a huge three-legged golden crow, as if it had existed for a long time.

It is hundreds of millions of feet tall, and its plump wings are like steel poured from steel, exuding a metallic luster. The swarthy three-legged toes stand apart, and the vigorous muscles are full of explosive liliang. Between its wings, the endless sun true fire soars, stirring the fierce flames of the entire sun star, dominating the Chinese starry sky.

Every day, two small golden crows drag the sun and star, presiding over the sunrise and sunset. Although the days are boring, Di Jun is used to it. Besides, with his son by his side, even if he is lonely, he can accept it.

It's just that today, two uninvited guests broke the eternal peace and boredom on the solar star.

Standing outside the Sun Star, looking at the Sun Star full of scorching feelings, Li Qingming smiled faintly and raised his voice: "Who is on duty today?

"Quack ......"

Suddenly, two loud chirps came from the direction of the northeast corner of the solar star. Along with it, there was a monstrous flame, and the oncoming heat.

Li Qingming subconsciously stood in front of Nuwa, squinted at the scorching flames that were getting hotter and hotter, and said loudly: "Little Nine, Little Ten, is it you?" (To be continued......)