Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

Fuxi's ideas are being impacted again and again by getting along with Donghua in the past few days.

Even asked myself again and again.

"Is it right to choose Heaven?"

Then this idea was abandoned, thinking that his choice was not wrong. The ancient world needed order and heaven.

When you reach Fuxi's level, your Taoist heart is absolutely firm and will not be easily shaken.

But sometimes once a seed is planted, it will eventually take root and sprout until it becomes a towering tree!

Nuwa was helpless when she saw her brother's appearance. Fuxi was now too deep in heaven, which was not a good thing after all.

Although she is the Emperor Wa of the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, her relationship with Emperor Jun and Heavenly Court is a cooperative relationship, but Fuxi is dedicated to Heavenly Court.

Then she stopped thinking about it. It was useless to think too much. If anyone dared to hurt her brother in the future, they would have to ask her red sleeve knife to see if she would agree.

At this time, Donghua saw Tongtian holding the Heavenly Demon Tower and meditating, and asked, "What is Taoist Brother Tongtian thinking about?"

Tongtian sighed and said: "This Heavenly Demon Tower was originally the Heaven-Suppressing Tower. Now it is broken into pieces like this. It is really tasteless. It is a pity to abandon it. What can I do?"

Donghua heard this, thought for a moment, and suddenly had an idea, and said, "Is there a way for me to ensure Brother Dao is satisfied?"

"Hmph, Slippery, if you have any requirements, tell me quickly."

Donghua was not embarrassed at all: "If Brother Tao is satisfied with my method, you can lend me the Zhuxian Sword for a thousand years so that I can learn the art of swordsmanship. If you are not satisfied, Brother Tao should just listen to it."

Tongtian thought for a moment and agreed, thinking in his heart: "No matter whether your idea is good or bad, I will say no. Let's see what you can do."

"Brother Dao, the current Four Swords of Zhuxian lacks formation diagrams and cannot form the Zhuxian Sword Formation. It is really a big dissatisfaction."

"The Heavenly Demon Tower was originally the treasure of Rahu, and the Four Swords of Zhuxian were also refined by Luohu. It can be said that they have the same origin. How about using this incomplete Heavenly Demon Tower to refine the Zhuxian Formation and reproduce the power of the first killing array in the ancient world?"

After hearing this, Tongtian was shocked at first, and then extremely happy, saying three good things in a row.

"good"

"good"

"good!"

Nuwa exclaimed: "My fellow Taoist is really a great talent. This Heavenly Demon Tower comes from the same source as the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and it also contains the power of the heaven-suppressing seal. If it is used to refine the formation, I am afraid it will exceed the formation arranged by Luo Hu back then." ”

"Hahaha, in this case, I will accept Brother Dao's Immortal Killing Sword for a thousand years."

Tongtian did not use any tricks, and immediately agreed, and when the Zhuxian formation diagram was completed, he would let Donghua come to get the Zhuxian sword, not only to understand the cause and effect, but also to express gratitude to Donghua for his guidance.

"Fellow Taoists, as Taoist friend Taiwei said just now, when conditions arise and conditions are destroyed, it's time for the poor Taoist to leave."

Tongtian stood up and prepared to say goodbye. He didn't know if he was in a hurry to go back to refine the array, or if that was his original plan.

Taizhen and Nuwa Fuxi also had silent expressions, reluctant to say goodbye to each other. The Taoist friendship gained this time is indeed precious.

Seeing this, Donghua said: "If you want to leave, just leave. What's the point of talking so much? It's not like we'll disappear in the future. This is a great place. Isn't it our world?"

When Fuxi heard this, he said: "The Taoist spirit is so friendly, but we, the little family, are so angry."

"Hahaha!"

Tongtian sat on Duobao's back and was about to leave when a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Come to Zixiao Palace quickly!"

This voice also sounded in the minds of Donghua and others, and they looked at each other.

"Teacher is calling?"

"Then let's go together!"

After that, several people stood up, leaving Qingniao, Duobao and others where they were.

The Zixiao Palace is located in the chaos beyond the thirty-third heaven. It is the junction of chaos and prehistoric times. If there is no chance, the Zixiao Palace will not be seen at all.

The few people from Donghua were here to listen to the sermon, so they naturally had a predestined relationship and could clearly perceive the location of Zixiao Palace. All the way through the thirty-third heaven, appearing in the chaos.

The roaring chaos energy around him kept surging, destroying and devouring all tangible and intangible substances.

With this kind of power, Daluo Jinxian, because he cannot resist the erosion of the energy of chaos, will surely die over time.

It can be said that only by becoming a Daluo Jinxian can one be qualified to walk in chaos, but there is always a danger of falling.

But everything is not so absolute. If you have an innate spiritual treasure, you can resist the erosion of chaos.

Chaos is gray, with only a chaotic air of unknown black and white surging. There is no concept of time and space, and naturally there will be no living beings.

Donghua and others moved forward according to the feeling in their hearts. They didn't know how far they had gone or how long they had walked. They just moved forward according to the feelings in their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, but a world appeared in front of me. It was still surrounded by a mysterious and unpredictable world of chaos. Only this world stood alone here, exuding a sense of immortality and disdain for chaos.

Zixiao Palace in Zixiao Realm!

Entering the world, a simple and elegant Taoist temple appears. There are three Taoist inscriptions "Purple Xiao Palace" on the Taoist temple's plaque. There are stone steps paved with purple jade in front of the Taoist temple.

Entering the main hall, there are three thousand futons in the hall, with six futons at the front.

The high platform is empty, with two boys, a boy and a girl, standing next to it.

At this time, many people had come to the hall, including Taishang, Yuanshi, Emperor Jun, Taiyi, Xihe, Kunpeng, Baize, Wangshu, Doumu Yuanjun, Emperor Wenchang, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

When everyone saw Donghua and others coming in, some sat silently and ignored them, such as the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Some sneered, such as Donghuang Taiyi. The two of them had completely become enemies since their last battle.

Donghua ignored these people and found his own seat and sat down. Next to him was Xi Wangmu Taizhen, and Nuwa Tongtian sat in the first row.

Soon many people came to the hall, including Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, who Donghua knew well, as well as the barefoot immortal, Taiyuan Xianjun and others who sat in Zifu, and Lu Wu and others who sat in Xi Kunlun.

"Daoyou Taiwei, long time no see."

"Daoyou Zhen Yuanzi is still as charming as ever, and really makes others envious."

Donghua and Zhen Yuanzi are good friends, and they met in the battle between immortals and demons.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun are good friends, but the original Dong Wanggong and Hongyun have no attraction at all, just passers-by.

Fate, it is really wonderful.

At this time, two Taoists came in from outside the hall, smiling and greeting everyone along the way. They were Jie Yin and Zhunti. After a while, the two sat in their own seats.

Let me say here that in Donghua's memory, there was no such thing as Zhunti crying and Hongyun giving up his seat, absolutely not.

The seats of Jie Yin and Zhunti were taken by people in a fair and open manner, without any conspiracy or trickery.

And the reason why there are only six seats in the first row is that the first row is close to Hongjun Daotai, and only six seats can be placed, not that six cushions represent six holy seats.

The people sitting on these six cushions are just master-disciple relationships with Hongjun. Donghua also tried to sit on them at the beginning, but ultimately failed to do so.

When Donghua thought of this, he felt that he was insane. How could he take the novels of his previous life seriously?

If becoming a saint is really that simple, there would not be only seven saints after the prehistoric world has gone through countless disasters.

There are still many empty seats in the hall, but the gates of Zixiao Palace began to close.

This also means that these people will never come back.

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