Honghuang: I am a saint of the Dragon Clan

"Oh?"

Zhunti looked at his senior brother in surprise, what part do you want?

The West is too poor, the wilderness is thousands of miles away, and there are few people. Jieyin and Zhunti dream of arresting people to fill the West, but not many people are willing to go there.

It can only rely on the means of subduing people by force.

Quoting a serious saying:

"Those who are unwilling to follow Nuwa's monster clan, Xu Feng once said, don't embarrass them."

"I didn't wait to embarrass them on the spot."

Zhunti's eyes lit up.

I didn't embarrass you on the spot, I will come to you again after you leave and disperse in the prehistoric area to find a place to settle down.

It's time to see who has something to say.

The strength of those who left the monster clan is not weak. If they can all be brought back to the west and become disciples of Buddhism, then the overall strength of Buddhism will definitely be greatly improved.

The more Zhunti thought about it, the more excited he became.

They are also saints, they can't compare with Sanqing.

Sanqing called out to accept disciples, and countless people ran to try, hoping to worship under Sanqing's sect.

But he received Zhunti and called for disciples. Basically, few people are willing to go to the Western Lingshan. It is a good thing to have saints to rely on, but the West is too barren. Besides, how many people can bear the teaching of Western Buddhism that all four things are empty?

Damn, you can’t do this, you can’t do that, so why join your Western Buddhism?

"You wait and come to Zixiao Palace to see me as a teacher."

When Zhunti and Jieyin were smiling happily, Hongjun's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

The two of them shuddered together, looked at each other, and hurried back, crossed 33 outer days, and headed for Zixiao Palace.

At the same time, Nuwa and Xu Feng also got a reminder from Hongjun, and then set off for Zixiao Palace.

The two collided in the 33rd outer sky.

"The teacher asked me to wait to go to Zixiao Palace at this time. I don't know why. I hope it's not because of the Chaos Clock."

The innate treasure, the Chaos Clock fell into Xu Feng's hands.

As a result, Xu Feng's strength was further strengthened, which was not good for the Sanqing and the Second Western Saints. Nuwa was afraid that Hongjun asked Xu Feng to hand over the chaotic clock.

"It won't be about the Chaos Clock. If there is no owner, the strong will live there. Daozu won't care about it."

Xu Feng smiled confidently.

How could Hongjun be so free to come here to take care of this kind of thing?

As long as Xu Feng doesn't mess around, otherwise Hongjun won't care at all.

"Take it to refine it. With the Chaos Clock in your body, your strength can be enhanced a lot."

Xu Feng intends to let Nuwa refine the Chaos Clock, so that Nuwa's strength can be enhanced, and he will also leave the mark of Yuanshen on the Chaos Clock, and he can just take it when he needs it.

"My emperor's refinement is, this chaotic clock is not very meaningful to Nu Wa."

Looking at the Chaos Clock floating beside Xu Feng, Nuwa shook her head and refused.

It is true that everyone wants the treasure, but Nuwa doesn't want to take the Chaos Clock from Xu Feng because it is unnecessary.

"Why?"

"I don't like to fight. It is enough to have the Qiankun Ding. The Qiankun Ding is consistent with my Tao. My understanding of the laws of space and time is too poor. The strength of the Chaos Clock in my hand is limited. It is better for my emperor to refine it and use it. In the future, use the God-killing Spear less, once or twice is fine, if the number of times is too many, those few people may become very extreme."

Nuwa's comprehension of the laws of time and space is very average, and the power of the Chaos Clock in her hands is also average. It can enhance strength, but it is not as terrifying as in Xu Feng's hands.

Xu Feng has always used the God-killing Spear, and Zhunti was injured by the God-killing Gun once, and he still hasn't recovered.

Everyone has a temper, let alone a saint.

He was wounded by the killing gun once, twice, not too many times, Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti absolutely exploded.

As the saying goes, rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, even if Xu Feng is not afraid of them, there are dragons behind him.

In a hurry, other saints attacked the dragon clan, and Xu Feng couldn't protect the dragon clan well.

Sooner or later, when you are careless, after all, you can only be a thief for a thousand days, and there is no reason to guard against a thief for a thousand days.

If you are careless, it may lead to the destruction of the Dragon Clan.

At the end of the day, Sanqing, Zhunti and others will definitely do this kind of thing. It's like pushing Xu Feng and Nuwa into a hurry. When they have nowhere to go, they will attack their disciples .

So after Xu Feng got the Chaos Clock, Nu Wa never thought of taking the Chaos Clock and using it herself, but hoped that Xu Feng would refine it, use the Chaos Clock at ordinary times, and use the God Killing Spear when he had to.

"You are right. Appropriate strength can make people fear you. Blind suppression will only cause them to rebound."

Xu Feng felt that Nuwa's words made sense.

Although he was very strong, far stronger than other saints, he couldn't kill a saint. He hit hard once and drove the other party into a hurry. No one would please him.

"In this case, then the emperor directly refines it."

Xu Feng put away the Chaos Clock, planning to refine it slowly after returning home.

Putting away the Chaos Clock, Xu Feng couldn't help laughing when Nuwa blinked curiously and looked at him.

"The Dao ancestor asked me to wait, it's really not because of the chaos clock, it should be inseparable from the heavenly court, the lich calamity is over, the prehistoric land is calm, the human race is booming, and the heavenly court also needs someone to supervise."

"I see."

Nu Wa is completely relieved, as long as it is not because of the Chaos Clock.

Others don't matter.

Anyway, they are not interested in meddling in the affairs of heaven.

Saying that, the two arrived outside Zixiao Palace not long after, the gate of Zixiao Palace opened, and the two walked into Zixiao Palace, Sanqing had already arrived first.

(Second more)

Chapter 129 Lord of Heaven?Who cares about you?

Xu Feng and Nuwa sat down in their respective positions, closed their eyes and rested their minds, and did not say hello to Sanqing.

Just wait for the arrival of the guide and quasi-mention.

Hongjun's voice was not seen on the high platform, and he guessed that he would not show up until the guide and Zhunti arrived.

Not long after, Jieyin and Zhun mentioned it, and the two sat down next to Sanqing.

At this time, Hongjun's figure appeared on the high platform.

"We pay homage to the teacher (Tao ancestor), the teacher (Tao ancestor) Wan'an."

"There is no need to be polite, and sit down."

Opening his eyes, Hongjun raised his hand and said lightly:

"The catastrophe of the Lich is over, and the two clans of the Lich will withdraw from the prehistoric stage. This is a matter of destiny. The human race should be prosperous, and you can send your disciples to enter the prehistoric to educate the human race."

"We take orders."

Sanqing and Xixi Ersheng quickly agreed.

Xu Feng and the old God Nuwa are there.

After all, they don't establish a religion and have no disciples, so this matter has nothing to do with them.

"From now on, members of the witch clan should not easily enter the prehistoric world. The two ancestral witches, Xuanming and Houtu, need to sit in the six realms of reincarnation. Remember, remember."

"The disciple takes orders."

The stage of the witch clan is gone. Neither Hongjun nor Tiandao will allow the two ancestor witches, Xuanming and Houtu, to continue running around in the prehistoric wilderness. They will either be in the six realms of reincarnation or in the Dragon Palace in the future.

It's okay to go out for a walk once in a while, but you can't do things in the prehistoric area.

"In addition, the Heavenly Court cannot be left idle. Someone needs to sit in the Heavenly Court, manage the prehistoric world, manage the heavens and the stars. Do you have a suitable candidate?"

Heaven?

Sanqing, Jieyin, and Zhunti frowned immediately.

Does this mean to let their disciples go to the heavenly court and become the master of the heavenly court?

What kind of international joke is this!

The human race should be prosperous, and the heaven should be established. This is the center of the vortex. There are not many benefits, but a lot of troubles.

Entering the Heavenly Court, sooner or later, you will be contaminated with karma, and you don't know how you will die when the time comes.

Disciples cannot be allowed to go to heaven.

This matter has nothing to do with the Dragon Clan, Xu Feng and Nu Wa can watch the show with peace of mind.

Hongjun's eyes swept across Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti, and it was obvious that they were the five of you.

"......"

It seems that this matter cannot be escaped. I am a little lucky. I have only one disciple under my sect. I bowed to Hongjun and said:

"Teacher, the only disciple under my sect is the great mage Xuandu, who still needs to teach and pass on the Tao. He is not allowed to enter the heavenly court and is the master of the heavenly court."

"Ah."

A disciple really couldn't go, Hongjun looked at Yuanshi Tianzun.

Yuanshi Tianzun was slightly startled, and quickly said:

"Teacher, I don't have many disciples under my sect. The twelve golden immortals are all my own disciples. They shoulder the important task of passing on the sect's Taoism and cannot go to heaven."

Yuanshi Tianzun's words made Hongjun frowned.

Yuanshi Tianzun felt uneasy.

Fortunately, Hongjun didn't make things difficult for him.

He looked at Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti.

The three of them were helpless for a while, not knowing what excuses to find to reject Hongjun.

No one wants to send their disciples to the heavenly court to be the master of the heavenly court.

But they didn't dare to refute Hongjun's words.

Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun have few disciples, so it makes sense.

It’s not enough for the two of them to teach. Jiejiao claims that ten thousand immortals come to court, and there are many Buddhists.

It's just that the overall quality can't be compared with Jiejiao.

Hongjun waited for a while, but the three of them did not speak.

"Since none of the disciples are willing to let the disciples enter the Heavenly Court, then let the master of the Heavenly Court arrange it."

Hongjun still didn't make things difficult for them.

Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the best result. If Hongjun really wants them to be successful, they can only bite the bullet and choose one at random.

"Haotian, Yaochi."

"The disciple is here."

The two young boys who guarded the door, heard Hongjun's call, rushed into the hall, knelt on the ground and saluted Hongjun.

Hongjun raised his hand a little, and Haotian and Yaochi began to grow up, from a boy to an adult, and two things flew out at the same time.

"Haotian, my teacher ordered you to be the master of the court, and I gave you the Haotian mirror to help you check all the movements of the prehistoric world."

"Disciple thanks teacher!!!"

Haotian fell to his knees again, shaking with excitement.

The sage doesn't want his disciples to go to heaven, but Haotian wants to go to heaven.

Because staying in Zixiao Palace is too boring.

For countless years, in addition to cultivation or cultivation, who wouldn't want to go out for a walk?

Moreover, the status of the Lord of Heaven is not low.