Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Purple Night Deliberations (I)

The immeasurable four people who set off late entered Zixiao Palace first. At this time, more than a hundred futons were scattered in the main hall of Zixiao Palace, among them, under the high platform, there were six futons that were the most conspicuous, and a futon was placed in half a step below the six putons, and the number was as many as twenty-five.

The rest is just some ordinary futons. Entering Zixiao Palace, the four of them did not stop, and walked straight to the six futons under the high platform, and sat down in order, and Wuliang sat next to Tongtian. As soon as the four of them sat down, there was a palace pretending to be a Taoist aunt outside the door, and after seeing it, Wuliang beckoned to her happily and said, "Houtu, come here." ”

Wearing palace clothes is the land of merit. Houtu sanctified, immeasurably compromised with the way of heaven, Houtu was trapped in six reincarnations and a measure of calamity, at this moment it happened that the merit was complete, and he came out of the robbery, and was invited by Hongjun to come to Zixiao Palace. Houtu received the legacy of Pangu and became the master of the six realms of reincarnation.

The status of the lord of the six realms of reincarnation is no less than that of Hongjun. Hongjun only represents the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, and the six reincarnations of the Houtu can also arrange for the reincarnation of creatures in other chaotic worlds. But the strength of Houtu is not good, and these things are all done by the Great Dao at the moment. When Hou Tu Xiu broke through to the Heavenly Dao Realm, then she could understand more deeply and dig into the mysteries of the six realms of reincarnation.

Step into the back soil of the main hall and hear the immeasurable call. The originally cold look suddenly became brighter. Houtu thought as he walked: "I haven't seen Wuliang for a long time, although the underworld is accompanied by his good corpse, but I always feel that something is missing, so I am very eager to be with Wuliang, this time, I can be separated from Wuliang." ”

Thinking of this, Houtu's footsteps became much brisker. Wuliang saw the changes in Houtu in this short period of time, and his heart was also very happy. At the same time, I was very unhappy. He didn't stay by Houtu's side for a long time. Busy calculating this every day. Calculate that、A lot of times the back soil is ignored。 Right now. Xuanmen Daxing is already unstoppable, and he can also let go of everything, accompany Houtu well, and make up for the guilt he has felt for her for many years.

When the immeasurable thoughts were flying, Houtu had already walked to the immeasurable side. She watched Wumea's infatuated eyes stay on her, and she couldn't help but flash a trace of sweetness in her heart. But there was still Sanqing sitting next to him, so he was embarrassed, and he couldn't help but push immeasurably. Jiaosheng shouted: "Idiot, what are you looking at?" Wuliang was pushed and instantly sobered, and when he heard Houtu's question, he replied thoughtlessly: "Look at you! My daughter-in-law is beautiful!" After speaking, he stepped forward and helped Houtu onto the futon beside him.

Hearing the immeasurable praise, Houtu glared at him fiercely with her big eyes. Obediently sat on the futon, and scolded softly: "Death! Shizun and the two uncles are still on the side!" After hearing this, Wuliang licked his face and replied with a smile: "It's okay, Shizun and Shishu don't have ears and mouths." Go up and give a salute. The three of them just don't exist. ”

Hou Tu instantly laughed when he heard this, but quickly stopped laughing. stepped forward and gave Sanqing a salute. But when she saw the corners of Sanqing's twitching mouth and face, she understood how uncalm the three of them were. Houtu slashed Wuliang's face, but Wuliang didn't seem to feel it. But secretly, he secretly apologized to Sanqing Chuanyin.

At this time, outside Zixiao Palace, another palace guru walked in. She glanced at the main hall of Zixiao Palace, and saw the immeasurable five people sitting in a row, moved the lotus step lightly, and came to Sanqing to salute and said, "Nuwa has seen three senior brothers. After speaking, he turned to Wuliang and nodded, then looked at Houtu and said, "I've seen Houtu girl." ”

Received a gift from Nuwa. Sanqing said politely: "Senior sister, please get up, no need to be polite." Houtu even got up and helped Nuwa to sit beside her. Nuwa bowed to Sanqing and sat down with Houtu. Nuwa didn't say it, but as a junior, as the first disciple of the third generation of Xuanmen, he would still do the etiquette that should be done, otherwise he would lose the face of Xuanmen. Outsiders will say that Xuanmen disciples don't understand etiquette, respect and humility, and seniority.

Therefore, after Nuwa sat down, Wuliang got up again and gave Nuwa a salute and said, "Disciple Wuliang pays a visit to Uncle Wuwa." Nuwa, who was chatting happily with Houtu, glanced at Wuliang in surprise, and then showed a smile on her face, stretched out her hand and said, "Master and nephew are exempt, please get up!" Wuliang heard this, got up and worshipped.

At this time, some monks had come to Zixiao Palace one after another, and they were all in the eyes of the immeasurable gift to Nuwa. In the afterlife, when the flood or immeasurable comes, no one is exempt from vulgarity. This represents not only human beings, but also these monks, no matter how high these monks are cultivated, the gossip heart cannot be extinguished.

Seeing Wuliang's performance, he couldn't help but gather together and whispered: "This Wuliang defeated the two Western Saints with the power of one person, and beat the two people back to their original form. Now he can be said to be the first person under Hongjun, but with such strength, he can still face it with a normal heart, even if Nuwa's strength is not high, he still puts his posture to the lowest. Every disciple of Xuanmen has his extraordinary side. ”

Although everyone was only talking in a whisper, how could they escape the ears of Sanqing and others. For their praise, Sanqing and Wuliang and others accepted it without pressure. At this time, there was a commotion outside the door, and eleven big men and a palace beauties came in from outside Zixiao Palace, but it was the twelve ancestors who arrived. Wuliang and Houtu saw these twelve ancestral witches, and their eyes lit up. He waved at them.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches also saw the Immeasurable and the Houtu. Xuan Ming hurriedly walked towards Wuliang and Houtu, and Di Jiang and the others also followed behind. Soon, he came to the immeasurable. Since the reincarnation of Houtu, their brother and sister have not met, and Xuan Ming, who wants to go crazy, came to Houtu's side in a flash, and snuggled up to Houtu to narrate the pain of lovesickness.

The remaining ancestral witches first gave Sanqing and Nuwa a salute. Then, with the immeasurable reminiscence. didn't say a word, there was another commotion outside Zixiao Palace, but it was Haotian, the lord of the Heavenly Court, and Yaochi came with Zhao Feng and other Xuanmen quasi-saints. The people who arrived were saluting again, and were about to catch up on the old days, when Wuliang saw that there was something wrong with everyone's eyes looking here, so he said: "Okay, this is the dojo of Hongjun Dao Ancestor, it is not appropriate to make a loud noise." When the matter of Zixiao Palace is finished this time, I am waiting for you to come in Wuliang Mountain. ”

Hearing the immeasurable words, everyone thought about it and understood that it was this ceremony, so they sat back on their respective futons. Among them, twelve ancestral witches and Haotian. Yao Chi. Zhao Feng and other sub-saints. The Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal, or those with heaven and earth karma positions, all sat on top of the twenty-five futons. It didn't take long for another wave of footsteps to come from outside Zixiao Palace.

Everyone was curious and found that it was the three emperors of the human race, Fuxi, Shennong, Xuanyuan and the human god of war, Chiyou, who came to Zixiao Palace with the five emperors. When they saw the immeasurable Sanqing, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and then sat down next to Haotian and the others. It didn't take long for Fu Xi and the others to come in. Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals, also came, stepped forward to greet Sanqing Wuliang and the others one by one, and then sat down next to Haotian.

With the arrival of Zhen Yuanzi, there was not much futon left in the entire Zixiao Palace. It didn't take long for the remaining futons to fill the monks. If you look closely, you will find that the cultivation of these monks is all quasi-saint level. Some of them are quasi-saints of Great Perfection or sub-saints who fuse into a corpse, and several of them are still living faces.

The water of this flood is deep, and a war of gods has killed fifty percent of the monks in the flood. Among them, the Da Luo Jin Immortal level was almost dead. There are only about a hundred or so quasi-saints left in Zixiao Palace, and most of these quasi-saints are Xuanmen or monks who are friendly with Xuanmen. Xihe and others, who were hidden in the Sun Star, were also invited. In this Immortal Buddha War, Lu Jian did not let Lu Jian make a move, but fortunately, he and those demon clans saved their lives.

When all the people came, the door of Zixiao Palace was slammed shut. At this moment, a figure appeared on the futon on the high platform in front of him. After everyone saw it, they hurriedly got up and bowed down: "The disciple meets Hongjun Shizun (Shizu, Daozu)." The original master, (Shizu, Dao ancestor) Shengshou is boundless!" After receiving everyone's worship, Hongjun smiled, waved his hand and said lightly: "No need to be polite, sit down!"

Hearing Hongjun's words, everyone obediently sat on the futon and waited for Hongjun's instructions. Hongjun didn't let everyone wait long, and when he saw everyone sitting still, he said: "The Great Tribulation of the Gods has passed, and this Great Tribulation originally only affected the three sects of my Xuanmen. But Buddhism led the two of them to collude with Heavenly Dao, and they were ready to wipe out my Xuanmen. But the facts made them completely miscalculated, not only did they not defeat my Xuanmen, but they also dragged countless innocent Honghuang monks into the catastrophe, and let them cultivate for many years to become a painting cake. ”

Speaking of this, Hongjun said with a sad face: "This is not my Xuanmen's original intention, but the strength of the Heavenly Dao will increase the amount of tribulation, not only killing a large number of desolate elites, but also shattering the desolate continent on which we live, fortunately, everyone acted quickly, otherwise I don't know what it would become." Even if I made a shot, it wouldn't have gone so well. ”

"Now that the tribulation has ended, my Xuanmen has won the final victory. But this saint war revealed that the level of saints can no longer be taken casually. Therefore, I hereby declare that all saints, sub-saint-level monks are not allowed to make a move in the flood wilderness, and besides, saints cannot stay in the flood wilderness. Each saint has to go to the chaos to open their own dojo. If it is not immeasurable, the real body will not come to the flood. ”

Hearing Hongjun's words, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. The saint could not come to the famine, and the mountain that weighed on his heart finally disappeared. Hurriedly said in unison: "Dao Ancestor is wise. ”

Hongjun ignored their praise, he looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said, "Zhen Yuanzi, you are the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, and all the Earth Immortals to the Golden Immortal Cultivators in the Earth Immortal Realm are under your control." I hope that you can return to a calm and serene cultivation environment in the Honghuang Wilderness, and restore the prosperity of my Honghuang cultivation world as soon as possible. Zhen Yuanzi, who was named by Hongjun, hurriedly got up and bowed down: "Yes, Daozu." ”

Then, Hongjun looked at Haotian and said, "Haotian, you are the lord of the heavenly court and the lord of the Three Realms of Heaven. When the saint retreats, you Heavenly Court should replace the saint to educate sentient beings and maintain the safety of the Three Realms. You not only have to prevent the Outer Heaven Demon Clan from invading the Flood Wilderness, but also maintain order in the Three Realms, if there is any chaos in the Three Realms, I then you ask. Speaking of this, Hongjun glanced at the quasi-saints present, and shouted with a rather sharp look: "Heavenly Court does things, you have to cooperate, don't pull back." ”

Only then did the quasi-saints react, it turned out that Hongjun came to them to knock them over, make them obedient, and don't block Haotian. Although he was unwilling, he was forced to do this, so he could only grit his teeth and agree. Wuliang looked at everyone's aggrieved looks, and couldn't help but snicker.

Hongjun, who was sitting above, secretly glared at Wumea. Seeing Hongjun's eyes, Wuliang hurriedly put away his smile, his whole expression was neat, and his smiling face became bland, just like the two of them.

As soon as Haotian's voice fell, he got up and said loudly: "In the direction of Dao Ancestor, Haotian must live up to the trust." Hearing this, Hongjun nodded with satisfaction. (To be continued......)

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