Liaozhai Great Sage

After regaining the theocracy, his Taoism was restored, and he has the power to act on behalf of the sky, change the four seasons, and order wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

But at this moment, Li Xiuyuan suddenly showed a smile: "The divine power is granted by heaven. You have held the divine power for 1000 years, and I have held the divine power for 1000 years. Will someone else be in charge next? I can't return to your hands, right? The saying is good, the emperor takes turns to do it, will you come to my house this year? No. This saying is a bit outdated now."

"In a democratic society now, I think it is better to vote to determine the ownership of theocracy. One person, one vote. What do you think?"

Dongyue Shenjun's face turned cold, and he waved his sleeves: "Where are the ghosts and gods in the four directions?"

Around the top of the mountain, a sea of ​​clouds surged in, and ghosts and gods appeared. Among these ghosts and gods, there are Tiansheng in golden armor, immortals riding dragons and tigers, and majestic gods, all of which are ghosts and gods from the Dongyue lineage.

When he handed over divine power to help Li Xiuyuan become enlightened, it wasn't because he was defeated, but because he didn't want to fight to the death, so he gave up for a thousand years.

Now Li Xiuyuan's Great Sword of Immortal Slaying has disappeared between heaven and earth, even a mortal can't exert his power even if he is in the hands of the gods, so he is not in vain if he fights for force.

"If one person, one vote, the number of votes for this god seems to be a little bit more, what do you think?" Dongyue God said.

"Not necessarily." Li Xiuyuan looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the sky was dazzled with golden light and shrouded in red light, and a majestic palace appeared above the sky like a mirage.

A young man also wearing a Dagon uniform, with a sword hanging from his waist, leads a group of immortals, countless magical soldiers, and divine generals descend from the sky.

"In a thousand years, I can train a new Heavenly Palace Master to prevent ghosts and gods from reviving after a thousand years, and no one will check and balance you." Li Xiuyuan said.

"The new Tiangong Lord? I haven't paid attention to Tiangong for a long time." Dongyue Shenjun said.

Li Xiuyuan said: "Because the Heavenly Palace has never appeared in the human world, of course you don't know."

"A thousand-year-old god? You're too immature, yellow-haired boy, what's your name?" Dongyue Shenjun asked.

Leading the group of immortals and the gods of the Heavenly Palace, the young man said, "Your humble person, Zhang Bairen, named the Jade Emperor, is in charge of the Heavenly Court. Today, he led the appearance of thousands of ghosts, gods and immortals just to relinquish divine power to his teacher and restore order in the world."

"Li Xiuyuan?" Dongyue Shenjun was angry, and he found that he had been put in a position.

"Emperor Dongyue, don't look at me like this. I, the chairman, have retired. Let's look at you young people." Li Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, and the divine power in his hand flew into the air.

Dongyue and Zhang Bairen looked at each other.

Both of them understand in their hearts that this is a battle of the gods, and there can be no half-step retreat.

Zhang Bairen's philosophy is the same as that of his teacher Li Xiuyuan. He does not allow the prosperity of human nature to be broken by the revival of ghosts and gods.

So thousands of years ago, he gave up the imperial examination and became an official in the court, but chose to enter the underworld as a god, because he wanted to strive for eternal peace.

In a thousand years, he has gone from a small god to the position of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace step by step. What he relies on is not force and morality, but virtue and benevolence.

The two great divine powers floated in midair, turning into two big seals, emitting divine light.

On the top of Mount Tai, Dongyue appears, and the Heavenly Court descends, a great battle will start.

But Li Xiuyuan was full of golden light and introverted, turned around and left with his arms around Third Sister Hu.

"Husband, do you just ignore it like this?" Third Sister Hu asked in surprise.

"Now I don't have any merits and deeds except for the merits of ten lifetimes. How can I manage it? I want to live a few more years, and my merits will be sanctified after I die. Sister Hong, there is a nice hotel at the foot of the mountain just now. I am a little tired now." It's over, why don't you go and have a rest." Li Xiuyuan said with a chuckle.

Third Sister Hu gave a coquettish voice: "I hate it, she's called the Third Sister of the Nu Family."

"No, I just like to call you Miss Hong, and I also like to hear you sing." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Then what song do you like to listen to? I'll sing it to you every day."

"I like everything, by the way, what about Xiao'e, and there are others."

"Little sister is on the plane and is coming this way. Your concubines have all cultivated into ghosts and immortals, and they are waiting for your Tao to disappear and come out of the underworld."

"hey-hey."

"why are you laughing……"

"I'm laughing the family is reunited again."

"You're definitely not laughing at this. You must have played tricks if you laughed like this before."

The two walked down the mountain while chatting.

"Brother, you're leaving like this. Anyway, you can take us with you. At worst, I can give you money..." The tourists on the top of the mountain wanted to cry, but how long would they kneel.

It's just that the road is at your feet, and God hasn't stopped you. If you kneel and refuse to go, what can Li Xiuyuan do.

(End of the book)