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

Hongjun: "Since I have attended your banquet and drank your wine today, I must pay the tribute. If you have any needs, please tell me."

Hongjun said generously, but he really has the ability to be generous.

"Teacher, it is Donghua's honor to attend my banquet. How can I accept the gift? Teacher, you are embarrassing me."

Donghua lowered his posture very low. In front of this big man, no matter in his original body or in his previous life, he was not qualified to be arrogant in front of him.

Hongjun nodded slightly and then waved his sleeves. Donghua felt his body lighten immediately.

The soul injury left by Taiyi's flying knife disappeared.

Donghua bowed again: "Thank you for your mercy, teacher."

"Well, this is a small problem. This small gift is a gift for attending the banquet. As for the kindness of drinking your wine, I will give you another spiritual treasure."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he raised his hand, a yellow light flashed, and a seal spiritual treasure suddenly appeared in Donghua's hand.

Donghua was about to thank his teacher, but when he looked up, he found that Hongjun had already left.

"Disciple respectfully bids farewell to the teacher."

Everyone also bowed and said, "Farewell to Daozu."

After the ceremony, Donghua sat back on the throne, and his mind could not calm down for a long time.

Today's toast was just an ordinary persuasion speech, which is generally called a leader raising a glass and speaking.

And he just raised the height of the first glass of wine a little bit, but he didn't expect that Daozu would feel it and really come.

Not only Donghua, but everyone present could not calm down. An ordinary wine party suddenly became extraordinary because of the arrival of Daozu.

Donghua collected his thoughts and said, "Okay, please take a seat, everyone."

"Today's banquet, Daozu can come, which is also a recognition of our Zifu. We should feel honored. Why are you still silent?"

Everyone calmed down and sat down one after another.

Taiyuan Immortal Lord showed excitement and said directly: "Today, the Emperor held a banquet, and Daozu came in person. The Emperor is worthy of being the head of the male immortals personally appointed by the teacher. We congratulate the Emperor and congratulate the Emperor."

"We congratulate the Emperor and congratulate the Emperor."

Hearing this, Donghua was also very happy. The arrival of Daozu today not only brought him benefits, but also increased his reputation infinitely.

With these, as long as he does not dominate, he will naturally be safer.

Donghua raised the wine bottle: "Congratulations to our Zifu, toast to Zifu."

Everyone raised the wine bottle: "Congratulations to our Zifu, toast to Zifu."

This time, the wine was drunk smoothly.

The arrival of Daozu undoubtedly pushed the banquet to a climax.

Donghua raised the third glass of wine.

"Today, we can have a banquet here, we should thank Shao Siming for his preparation. This third glass of wine, let us toast to Shao Siming."

After Donghua finished speaking, he exerted his magic power, and a position appeared out of thin air at the lower left of his throne.

Seeing this, Shao Siming also sat down generously.

He raised his wine glass and drank a glass with everyone.

Donghua put down the wine bottle: "Today, we are drinking, and no one is allowed to use cultivation. Let's drink to our heart's content."

The three glasses of wine ended, which also meant that Donghua, as a leader, had finished his opening remarks.

Everyone in the hall also began to drink with each other and build relationships.

Today, everyone here is the head of Zifu, and it is indeed a good day to build relationships. Some high-level people who are almost impossible to call are here, and they all want to build some relationships.

After all, the prehistoric world also talks about human relationships.

After a while, the group dance prepared by Shao Siming entered the hall.

The fairies danced gracefully.

Raising their wrists, they felt that their clothes were too heavy, turning their waists, they felt beautiful, their silk clothes were swaying in the wind, and their light belts were swaying freely.

The banquet was at the end of the ninth autumn, and the flying sleeves brushed the clouds and rain. As graceful as orchids and green, as if they were swimming dragons.

The graceful dance pushed the banquet to another climax.

Taiyuan Immortal Lord raised his glass and drank with Donghua. The two chatted about everything, discussed the Dao, and missed the days when they studied together in Zixiao Palace.

"The Emperor's preaching this time will surely bring a blowout development to my Zifu forces. This cup should be toasted to the Emperor."

The two drank for various reasons, all of which were intentional.

"Looking at the prehistoric world today, the Emperor is first-rate. The Three Pure Ones only want to become saints. Even if they achieve sainthood in the future, they are not worthy of being the Lord of Heaven and Earth."

"Zhen Yuanzi, this person has the demeanor of an elder. With the body of a celestial being, he has created the way of earthly immortals. Although it is not perfect at present, he can also cultivate to the level of Daluo Jinxian. He is deeply worshipped by the spirits of mountains, rivers, plants and trees, and is called the ancestor of earthly immortals. Although he has thousands of disciples, he does not build up his power. There is no need to worry."

"The Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood, Minghe, specializes in killing, and has a high level of cultivation. Although he can be the master of one side, his great path is destined not to become the master of heaven and earth."

"The two people of the West, Jieyin and Zhunti, are indeed people with great perseverance and great supernatural powers, but the West has been destroyed because of the war between immortals and demons. , they have no potential to become the Lord of Heaven and Earth, not to mention that the teacher has already said that the two have the potential to become saints. "

"The Green Emperor Fuxi, Fuxi has the potential to be the Emperor of Heaven, but now he is trapped in the quagmire of the demon clan and cannot easily extricate himself. After all, the luck of the Heavenly Court is not so easy to enjoy. "

"The Twelve Demon Gods are arrogant and look down on everything. They look down on many powerful people. Even they have deep contradictions with each other. Although they are now united under the oppression of the demon clan, sooner or later something will happen, so there is no need to worry. "

"And now the Heavenly Court is in a state of turmoil, but it is only a superficial glory. The former Queen Nuwa is now only comprehending the holy way, seeking to kill corpses to prove the way of Hunyuan and become a saint.

As Emperor Jun became more and more overbearing in dealing with the myriad tribes of prehistoric times, and exterminated tribes at will, Emperor Xi Fuxi and Emperor Jun had already become alienated, and the two had different paths.

Although Master Kunpeng was loyal to the demon tribe Heavenly Court, he was not liked by Taiyi. ”

“From this, it can be seen that Heavenly Court and the twelve demon gods are only pioneers for the king, and will eventually end up like the three tribes.”

At this point, Taiyuan Immortal Lord stopped and looked at Donghua with fiery eyes.

“Only the Emperor, only the Emperor can become the master of this world. Whether it is cultivation, reputation, or legal principles, he is the only choice for the Emperor of Heaven. "

Donghua looked at Taiyuan Xianjun in shock. For the first time, he truly witnessed the great wisdom of the people in the prehistoric world.

If he did not have the memory of his previous life, he would never be able to see the situation in the prehistoric world so clearly.

Taiyuan's words not only shocked Donghua, but also everyone in the hall.

They knew that Taiyuan had been persuading the emperor to dominate the prehistoric world, and they had always regarded it as a joke.

The power of the Heavenly Court and the Twelve Demon Gods today is not comparable to that of the Purple Mansion. No matter whether it is high-end or low-end combat power, it cannot be compared with the former two.

But now after listening to Taiyuan's words, their calm hearts were moved, especially those who had fled here because their tribes were destroyed.

Their hearts began to burn. Didn't they want revenge? They wanted revenge day and night, but the strength of the enemy made them even have that heart. I dare not even think about it.

Now that there is hope, how can I not want revenge?

Donghua looked at the people who were persuaded, and also understood how the original Dong Wanggong was destroyed by the Heavenly Court.

Now is the sensitive period for the demon clan Heavenly Court and the twelve demon gods, but you Dong Wanggong stood up.

That goes without saying, killing a chicken to scare the monkeys, just in time to deter all the forces in the prehistoric world.

And Dong Wanggong has both strength and status, it is simply too good to be this chicken.

Taiyuan's analysis is correct, but he ignored the high-end combat power of Zifu. At present, there is only one quasi-saint in Zifu, Donghua, while there are five in the demon clan Heavenly Court, and as the Heavenly Court grows and develops, someone will break through to the quasi-saint.

The twelve demon gods of the demon clan are all quasi-saints. Donghua has the confidence to beat them one-on-one and one-on-two, but he can definitely not beat twelve.

So the analysis is correct, but it is impossible to do it.