Chapter 117 Haotian sued, the first discussion of the god

But he said that after Haotian left, only Yunhua Fairy and Yang Xiaolian's mother and daughter were left on the court. At this time, Yang Xiaolian was very proud and thought to herself, "Huh, what's the emperor of heaven? What's the big deal? I was cheated by him." Then he said to Yunhua Fairy, "Mother, the bad guy is gone. I'll go back to Penglai Island. After my brother's reincarnation is ten generations, I will wait for the family to reunite again."

Yunhua Fairy looked at the direction of Haotian's departure with complicated eyes, and she felt very uncomfortable. Yang Xiaolian's little thought, even she can see that Haotian, as the lord of the heavenly court, has read countless people, how can he not know? Thinking of the tone of Haotian's words when he was about to leave, and the last expression, Yunhua Fairy was even more sure that Haotian had already seen that what Yang Xiaolian said was not true. In this way, Haotian deliberately let her mother and daughter go.

At present, the Yunhua fairy changed her mind. She thought that her brother Haotian, as the emperor of heaven, was controlled by the saints and could not use it. Even many immortals did not pay attention to it. She must be depressed, but she not only failed to share her worries with him, but also constantly added trouble to him. Now, Haotian is sweeping the ground with the majesty of the heavenly court. As a result, after letting herself go, Yunhua Fairy suddenly felt very sorry for this brother, and she regretted it in her heart.

After listening to Yang Xiaolian's words, Yunhua Fairy said quietly, "Son, don't say that about your uncle. He also has too much helplessness!" Your little thought, your uncle has already seen that he deliberately let me go.

Yang Xiaolian listened, was stunned for a moment, and then bowed her head and said no words. Yang Xiaolian was simple-minded. After listening to Yunhua Fairy's explanation, she no longer hated Haotian so much. Thinking of what she had just said, she felt a trace of guilt in her heart, but she didn't know how to reply.

Seeing this, Yunhua Fairy sighed and said to him, "Okay, child, I'll wait for this to go to Penglai Island. After that, my mother will live here for a long time and ignore everything."

Yang Xiaolian listened and immediately threw away her unhappiness and happily flew to Penglai Island with Yunhua Fairy

However, he said that Haotian returned to the heavenly court all the way. Thinking of the arrogance of Yuding Zhenren when facing him, his heart was suddenly burning with anger. As the emperor of heaven, he dealt with a person who violated the heavenly rules, but he still had to look at the face of others. It was simply unreasonable. Moreover, when Yang Miaojun's family changed, he was still young. How could he know who his parents were?

Thinking of this, Haotian frowned and began to calculate with his fingers.

After a while, he only heard a bang, but Haotian was furious and smashed a glass cup.

It turned out that Haotian calculated that this incident was all caused by Yuding Zhenren. It's not just about telling Yang Miaojun about his parents, looking for a mountain axe and looking for Yang Xiaolian, all of which were advised by Yuding Zhenren, which made Haotian angry. Thinking of his identity as a sage disciple, Haotian suddenly collapsed on the throne like a deflated ball.

After a long time, Haotian recovered and thought, "I was ordered by Taoist ancestor Hongjun to be the emperor of heaven, but I can't restrain the disciples of the four sects of Honghuang. Now I have lost my face like this, but I still can't take the jade tripod. And it is extremely inconvenient for me to have no great power under my own, but it is also extremely inconvenient. It's better to go to Zixiao Palace to ask for the Taoist ancestors and let the disciples of the four sects to obey me, so that I can make up for the many duties of the heavenly court and establish the prestige of the heavenly court. Thinking of this, Haotian changed into a Taoist robe and went to Zixiao Palace.

After a while, it had reached the edge of chaos 33 days away. Seeing this, Haotian unfolded the light of protecting the body and flew to the Zixiao Palace. Zixiao Palace has been closed since the Taoist ancestor Hongjun preached three times. If it were not a saint, it would not be possible to find the location of Zixiao Palace. But Haotian used to be a Taoist servant boy. He lived in countless Yuanhui in the Zixiao Palace, so he came to the outside of Zixiao Palace without much effort.

When he came to the Zixiao Palace, Haotian knelt in front of the palace gate and said, "Disciple Haotian, I have something to see the Taoist ancestor."

After a long time, a faint voice came: "Haotian, why are you here?" It is the voice of Daozu Hongjun.

Hao Tian listened and hurriedly replied, "The disciples were ordered by the Taoist ancestors to re-stand the heavenly court, but there were not many people in the heavenly court, and the disciples were not deep in Taoism and shallow virtues, which was really difficult to deter the immortals. In this way, the heavenly court has been unable to restrain the monks of the flood and famine so far, so the disciples came here to inform the Taoist ancestors, hoping that the Taoist ancestors could let the disciples of the four sects of the four sects of the West obey me and suppress the majesty of the heavenly court.

After another moment of silence, I only heard Hongjun Daozu say, "I know about this. You go first." I'll deal with it myself."

Haotian listened and wanted to say something, but he still resisted. He bowed to Zixiao Palace again, and then drove back to heaven.

At this time, on the Taoist platform in the Zixiao Palace, a faint figure gradually became clear, and finally condensed, it was Daozu Hongjun. After Hongjun Daozu appeared in shape, he sent out five jade charms and flew to the place where Laozi, primitive, Tongtianhoutu, Nuwa Niangniang and the two saints of the West were located.

After a while, Laozi, primitive, Tongtianhou Tu, Nuwa Niangniang and the two Western saints all received letters from Taoist ancestors, and then drove to Zixiao Palace. The saints met outside the gate of Zixiao Palace and saluted each other for a while. Then they stepped into the hall, but saw Daozu Hongjun sitting on the Taoist platform.

The saints did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly said, "I see the teacher. May the teacher live a long life."

Hongjun Daozu said lightly, "Get up."

The saints thanked again, and then got up to find their seats.

After the saints sat down, they only heard Hongjun say, "This recruitment is only for three things. First, Haotian came here to see me. He said that there was no one in the heavenly court, and it was not easy to manage all sentient beings in the three worlds. He asked me to order people, explain, intercept, and the disciples of the West to obey him. Second, the interpreters and the disciples of the Western religion committed killing in the battle of the human emperor, so it is necessary to cause and effect in the world. Third, the infinite disaster is coming, and there is no one in the heavenly court, but it is It is necessary to set up a list of gods and divide the gods for Haotian to drive.

Laozi, the primitive and Western saints were stunned when they heard the words, and then they all secretly hated Haotian's troubles, but in front of the Taoist ancestors, the saints did not dare to say much.

Hongjun didn't care about the thoughts of the saints, and then said, "There are disasters in the world. Just like the secular person, if he can't get rid of the living and dead, he will evolve from reincarnation and break the cause and effect. If a person who is good at monism, when he comes to the immortals, he will be able to live and die, and will not enter reincarnation. However, there is a cause and effect, and it can't be broken. The cause and effect of all sentient beings between heaven and earth must be completed. Otherwise, if it is accumulated, it will eventually form a catastrophe. At the time of disaster, the way of heaven was damaged, so the immortals need to fight for that glimmer of life. The gods are divided into three levels. If the root is deep, it becomes its immortal way; if the root is slightly inferior, it becomes its divine way. If the root is shallow, it becomes its humanity, and it still follows the disaster of reincarnation. After discussing with the brothers, they filled in the names of their disciples on the list of gods, which was also a way out.

When I heard this, I hurriedly asked, "Teacher, I don't know how many people need to be on the list?"

Hongjun didn't even look at me and replied directly, "The gods are the eight right gods, in charge of each division, and in charge of Zhou Tianxingdou according to the cloth, a total of 365."

I listened, bowed my head and thought for a moment, and then asked, "How many disciples are on the list under the saints? How to fill in?

Hongjun said lightly: "The disciples on the list of each religion are discussed by you and other saints. After the discussion and decision, you can use your magic power to write the names of the disciples on the list of gods. This time, all the quasi-sacred saints are in the disaster. Three hundred years later, you have to hand over the list. After saying that, Hongjun disappeared directly and returned to heaven.

When the saints saw the departure of the Taoist ancestors, they immediately began to argue. They all wanted to keep their disciples, let others go to the robbery, and fill the number of those days.

Under my door, there is a disciple of Xuandu Master. Nuo Da's people teach, and naturally he has a lot of luck. In addition, he, a saint master, can't protect a disciple? Therefore, I was not in a hurry. I sat down and watched other saints arguing, and I was secretly proud: "Sure enough, it's not good to have more disciples."

And the other saints naturally don't want to let their families suffer losses, but since Hongjun Daozu took out this list of gods, it's impossible not to obey the orders. Someone has to come out to support this number of days.

At the moment, the saints began to figure out which disciples could be sacrificed and which ones must be retained. For a long time, there were only a few people who were original and quoted, but a fraction was not enough. Even so, the prospective Taoist beside him was still heartbroken when he saw several people in the introduction.

After the two of them finished reporting, they looked at Tongtian together. And Tongtian also looked at the two with a smile and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, I immediately sent it: "I have filled in several people in the two provinces, but it's time for the heavenly friends to fill it out."

Tongtian still smiled. He looked at the crowd and said lightly, "The five disciples under the poor Taoist sect are all quasi-saints. Naturally, they don't need to be on the list, and the remaining named disciples also serve in the heavenly court. I don't know who the Taoist friends want to be on the poor Taoist newspaper?"

After listening to it, he was stunned and counted it for a while. There was a burst of depression in his heart. There was really no one on the list under Tongtianmen. Thinking of this, the prospective Taoist was disappointed, and then he thought that there were few disciples in the second religion. Even if all of them were on the list, I'm afraid it would be difficult to make up the number of these days.

Thinking of this, he said secretly, "Do you really want my Western disciples to be on the list?" Then there was a period of reluctance. On the list of gods, his cultivation is stagnant, and he has to be enslaved by the heavenly court. How can the prospective Taoist be willing?

However, when it comes to the heavenly court, it is necessary to think of a big event that happened not long ago, that is, Yang Miaojun and Yang Xiaolian's brother and sister split the mountain to save their mother. At that time, this matter was also a sensation in the world, and it was natural to know.

At present, I saw that Zhun's eyes glowed, looked at Tongtian, and said, "The second generation of disciples of Tongtian Taoist friends don't have to be on the list, but can they be the third generation of disciples?"

Tongtian had a plan in his heart for a long time. At this time, he was also fearless and said sarcastically: "What the Taoist friends said is that there are many disciples of the three generations under the poor Taoist sect. Fuxi Shennong, Yuyao Xia Yu, let the Taoist friends fill in." After saying that, he also put on a righteous look.

All the saints are speechless when they hear this. Even if there is no one, they dare not pull the emperor on the list! Tongtian's words are obviously difficult for several people.

Tongtian didn't care about the thoughts of the saints. He looked around the saints. The words suddenly turned around and said coldly, "Today, under the saints, only the disciples of the poor Tao serve the most in the heavenly court. If you still add tricks and let the poor disciples on the list, don't blame the poor disciples for being ruthless."

When the saints heard this, they were furious one after another and turned a little helpless. After all, Tongtian's strength was too strong. They and others were not their opponents, but just stared at Tongtian with hatred. But Tongtian turned a blind eye to the saints and closed his eyes to meditated.

At this time, Laozi, who has been watching on the wall, said, "This sealing of the gods is of great importance. Now that fortunately, there are three hundred years, we will take a hundred years as an appointment and three business."

Original and others listened and nodded one after another. Tongtian took a look at me and nodded. Then he pulled up the back of the land and left by himself.

When I saw that Tong Tiantian left, I invited the saints to Shouyang Mountain to talk about it. Naturally, there was no objection to the original, and I also agreed. Nuwa Niangniang was not willing, but she did not want to offend Laozi, and she reluctantly agreed.

So, everyone went out of the Zixiao Palace and flew to Shouyang Mountain.

(to be continued)