Honghuang: I really don’t want to be the Emperor of Heaven

It is vast and chaotic, endless as far as the eye can see. Everything seems to be in front of you, but also seems to be endless.

Because chaos has no time or space, it has no direction, which means there is no reference, and what you see may not be true.

But when Donghua got closer and closer to the small world in front of him, his heart that had been dusted for a long time could not stop beating, and an invisible light emanated from his body.

This is Donghua’s innate divine origin, innate pure Yang and innate wood energy.

Donghua stood in front of the small world. After pausing for a while, he pointed out. In an instant, chaos rolled and the small world shook.

The twelve Dutian banners stopped moving, and the energy of chaos began to wash away the small world.

Donghua waved his hand, and the power of Hunyuan surged in the chaos, instantly forming a protective shield around the small world, preventing the energy of chaos from washing away.

The moment the formation disappeared, Donghua felt a familiar breath pouring into his perception.

Blood is thicker than water!

That's your own breath!

Donghua stepped into the world, and Houtu followed closely behind.

In the small world, the innate spiritual energy is rich, but it seems very monotonous. Even the power of the great avenue is very weak. There are only the laws of time and space, the earth, and reincarnation that Hou Tu is familiar with, and the foundation of the small world, Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

The remaining Taoist laws are almost invisible, so the world feels very thin.

But Donghua didn't care about this at all and flew directly to a main hall.

On the square in front of the main hall, there was a child of about eight years old, holding a dark golden divine ax in his hand, practicing his fighting skills. The person he was fighting against was the great wizard Jiufeng.

Donghua's Dharma Eye took a look and instantly understood the situation in the child's body. He had the bloodline of the witch clan and his own innate sacred power, and his body was innately sacred, accompanied by two paths of time and space, and two paths of reincarnation on earth.

The qualifications are really excellent!

The main reason is that this child not only inherited his and Hou Tu's great ways, but also the body born from the Wu clan. The physical body will become stronger and stronger as his cultivation level increases.

If we only talk about qualifications, he is higher than me!

"bump!"

A soft sound interrupted Donghua's thoughts, and the dark gold divine ax in the child's hand was knocked to the ground by Jiufeng.

A deep voice sounded: "Sister Jiufeng, am I terrible?"

The child's eyes were full of disappointment, which was disappointment in himself.

Jiufeng gently stroked the child's long hair and said softly: "Xiaotian is so great, how can he be so bad? Do you want to surpass your sister with your practice in the past few years? How can you make your sister feel so embarrassed?"

The child said intermittently: "Yes, but my mother hasn't come to see me for a long time, and my mother told me that I can only go to see my father when I am strong enough."

"I have been practicing very hard, but my progress is very slow. I haven't broken through Taiyi yet. When can I achieve the quasi-sage state? I want to find my mother and father by myself."

Jiufeng touched her lovingly. She sometimes wondered whether the birth of this child was right or wrong.

Children of other families were all born with the love of their parents, but this child was born out of calculation. He was born with the hope of the Wu clan rising again, and inherited all the hopes of the Hou Tuzu Wu.

And these responsibilities, let alone the children in front of you, would be a headache even if they fell on you. The situation of the Wu clan is very bad now.

The main person, Donghua, has his own Taoist companion and child. To put it bluntly, this child is just an illegitimate child. If Donghua is unwilling to admit it, he will definitely be ridiculed by others.

But when he heard the child's words, Donghua couldn't bear it anymore. He glared fiercely at Houtu beside him, and without saying anything, he flew to the ground and walked to the child.

Jiufeng on the side saw Donghua suddenly appearing and exclaimed: "Da, Da, Da Tianzun, you..."

Before Jiufeng could stammer, Donghua squatted down to be level with the child in front of him, and all eyes fell on the child.

"What is your name?"

"My name is Xuan Tian."

"Who named you?"

"Mother."

"do you know me?"

After Donghua asked this question, he could feel Xuantian's body in front of him trembling, and he lowered his head subconsciously.

But then he raised his head firmly, looked directly at Donghua, and said in a soft voice: "You are my father!"

"Ok!"

Donghua hummed softly, but didn't say anything more, and didn't know what to say. He was full of guilt for Xuan Tian in front of him, and then he picked up Xuan Tian and held him tightly in his arms.

"I am your father, Donghua!"

"Father?"

"Ok!"

"Father."

"Ok!"

"Father, father, father!"

"Well, well, well."

……

In a valley filled with singing birds and fragrant flowers, magical medicine and fairy grass are everywhere, and Taoist rhyme fills the world.

With the arrival of Donghua, this small world has also changed. The main reason is that if Houtu does not practice the three thousand avenues, it is difficult to make the world completely perfect, so Donghua makes up for all this.

Donghua pulled Xuantian, and Houtu was beside him. The three of them walked in the valley, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of them. They seemed to be neither Hunyuan, but just ordinary people.

After Donghua and Xuantian recognized each other, he has been playing the role of father, taking him to play, making Xuantian feel what a father's love is.

"Father, mother, look, that butterfly is so beautiful."

Xuantian shouted loudly, broke away from Donghua's hands, and flew to catch the butterflies. It was the brilliant stage of a child, but he pitied those butterflies.

Although Xuantian is young, his cultivation level cannot be faked at all. He is at the peak of Golden Immortal, and is a Golden Immortal in physical form.

How could those ordinary butterflies that had never practiced cultivation withstand Xuantian's grasp? They could only be shattered into pieces.

Donghua smiled, waved his hand, and a ray of light penetrated into the bodies of those butterflies. The dead ones were resurrected, and the living butterflies were protected by a golden light. No matter how Xuantian touched them, they would not die.

When Hou Tu saw this scene, he smiled and then said angrily: "Just spoil him!"

"Tch, my son, if I don't love him, who will?" Donghua said disdainfully.

In fact, the fundamental reason is guilt, guilt for this child, and guilt for the responsibilities he will bear in the future.

His son also had Xuan Ming, but although he loved Xuan Ming, he did not allow him to be unscrupulous.

Yin Tianzi is not that easy to be!

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!

Even if he is Donghua's son, he is no exception.

The two of them chatted while walking, which was considered a communication without interests or calculations.

"I'm leaving, but I will take Xuantian away. Not only are you the Lord of Reincarnation, but you are also the Earth Mother Heavenly Lord of my Heavenly Court. You can come to Heavenly Court to see him at any time!" Donghua thought for a moment, and finally said what he wanted. Require.

Hou Tu didn't say anything. She had already guessed his request, and her heart was filled with joy and sorrow.