Chapter 1619 Wind Emperor

The Qingfeng Taoist did not stay in the golden-robed monk's Da Ri Tiangong for a long time. Soon, he left and embarked on the road of parade again.

However, before leaving, the golden-robed monk became a brother with the Qingfeng Taoist through clever words. His idea is very simple, that is, Qingfeng Taoist can rely on his backer before he really grows up.

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Zhongfu Palace.

"Red Dragon, I lack a mount, you are just right! If you know each other, you can take the initiative to submit, otherwise, you will suffer!"

Sit at home behind closed doors, disaster comes from heaven! The Red Dragon Venerable was practicing in his own palace. Suddenly, a monk in blue clothes broke in and said to himself.

Such words naturally made the Red Dragon Venerable very angry. At that time, with a roar and huge dragon claws, he patted the monk in blue.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!"

The monk in blue, his face is full of disdain. In the face of the claws of the Red Dragon Venerable, he didn't care at all. It was not until he got to the top of his head that he took action and brushed it casually.

"Wow--"

Like ten thousand trees supporting the wind, an unstoppable force gushed out, like the impact of the ocean tide, in an instant, the red dragon was swept out fiercely and fell to the ground heavily.

"Humph--, it's really useless. The transformation is still ahead of me, but I don't want to practice. I only know how to enjoy it all day long. Look at your current strength and let you be my mount. I already think highly of you! If you don't submit now, when will it be?" At this time, the monk in blue said coldly again.

"Dream, I'd rather die than follow!" The Red Dragon Venerable is quite tough. Although he is at an absolute disadvantage at this moment, he does not mean to give in at all.

"Good, good!" Hearing this, the smile on the face of the monk in blue was a touch of fierceness and said, "It seems that you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears!" In that case, I will fulfill you!"

While talking, the monk in blue had been wrapped in his sleeve and stretched out his hand, which was thin, slender and as white as jade. However, this hand shook, but in an instant, it turned into a huge rattan with countless fingers.

These vines soared in an instant, and then came to the Red Dragon Venerable and pulled them down at him fiercely.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Although the Red Dragon Venerable tried his best to dodge, his strength was far from that of the Qingyi monk. Therefore, no matter how he avoided it, the whip-like rattan still hit him firmly.

These rattans, beaten on his body, did not cause him any substantial damage, but the pain was infinitely amplified, so that the Red Dragon Venerable couldn't help howling loudly.

"Enjoy a good life, you deserve it!" Looking at and listening to the misery of the Red Dragon Venerable, the mood of the Qingyi monk is quite comfortable. When it is, the old god is in the way.

The Red Dragon Venerable smelled this, and his lungs were about to explode, but there was nothing he could do. Just as he was about to blow himself up and pull a cushion back, suddenly a voice came out, "They are all the same way of practice. They should support each other. How can they fight like this?"

With this sound, a soft breeze appeared out of thin air. In an instant, the Red Dragon Venerable was swept away, out of the control of the countless rattan whips.

"Who is the higher? Why don't you show up?" When the monk in blue saw this, he was angry at that time, but soon, he adjusted his mood and said faintly.

"I dare not be a Taoist, I am a Qingfeng Taoist!" The Qingfeng Taoist, that is, time, appeared in front of the monks in Tsing Yi.

As soon as possible, the monk in Tsing Yi opened his own cave god's eye. Under a glance, except for being able to see that the cultivation of the Qingfeng Taoist was above him, the rest could not be seen. However, because of this, he can almost assert that the cultivation of Qingfeng Taoist is much better than him. Otherwise, he would have to show some clues.

At this time, the monks in blue understood that it was impossible for a Qingfeng Taoist to come forward and subdue the Red Dragon Venerable as a mount. At this time, if possible, the Tsing Yi monk wanted to leave directly and return to his nest. However, now he doesn't dare, because he still doesn't understand the personality of Qingfeng Taoist. He is afraid that he is not good enough to be eliminated by Qingfeng Taoist. In that case, he has no regrets.

"Qingfeng Taoist friends, I don't know what to teach you about the affairs between us?" The monk in blue is still holding a posture, but his attitude is no longer as arrogant as before.

"I don't dare to be a teacher, but I feel that the number of monks of my generation is too small. If we can't support each other between heaven and earth, I'm afraid that the final result is that no one can go far!" That is, time, Qingfeng Taoist replied, "So, I think that if you two don't have any deep hatred, you might as well put down your past grudges and be a person who supports and helps each other!"

"Since Qingfeng Taoist friends have opened the golden mouth, I should obey!" As soon as possible, the monk in blue replied.

Seeing this, the Red Dragon Venerable will naturally not neglect it. After that, he can also open his mouth and make peace.

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In Zhong Yuan's body, there are constantly gods born, and there are also non-stop, face-to-face, attacking each other, and the frequent war can be said to be carried out all the time.

These gods do not know their own situation, but their battles and consumption are all the physical strength of Zhong Yuan's body. Therefore, after a while, the dragon-like laws of power, wrapped in endless spiritual mist, rushed into his body to support and strengthen.

Time is like a shuttle, almost, a year and a half has passed, Zhong Yuan's body, in the 129,000,600 tricks, all the gods have been born.

However, some gods fell in a big melee with each other. Although, after their fall, the corresponding Guanqiao Palace began to generate fog and reborn gods. However, these will still take time in the end. Therefore, gods do not exist as if they were a clue.

However, even so, there are as many as 100,000, which can be called horrible.

One hundred thousand gods can either practice behind closed doors, or attack each other and seize territory and resources. Only one person, who is relatively different, doesn't care about his own interests. In the process of the parade, he keeps helping other monks, helping them, mediating contradictions, and turning war into jade!

His approach, with the guarantee of his strong strength, will naturally have no problem. However, after he left, there were few conflicts that could be resolved. Most of them have fallen into the original struggle.

Although Qingfeng Taoist is lazy, he is not confused. He is also aware of this. However, for a while, there is no good way, so he can only see the move and keep it in front of him.

However, in the next parade, Qingfeng Taoist is also constantly thinking about this problem, hoping to end this kind of dispute once and for all.

In this way, the Qingfeng Taoist kept patrolling. In this case, I don't know how long it has passed. The Qingfeng Taoist has cruised more than 30,000 palaces. Finally, he thought of a way, that is, to unite all the lords of the palaces to form a force, and then, with the shadow of this force Loud force to coordinate the contradictions between the monks of all parties and maintain the maintenance of the results after mediation.

Qingfeng Taoist is an absolute kind-hearted person. Therefore, after thinking about it, there was no delay, that is, time, and then began to connect in series.

With the help of the parade, the reputation of the four-party rescue achievements, the series of work can not be said to be easy, but it is not troublesome. Soon, the owners of more than 50,000 palaces decided to unite and form a force.

The reason why there are so many is not that the Qingfeng Taoist has walked in some places again, but that other monks tried their best to invite them in order to strengthen their strength and increase their right to speak in the forces they formed.

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Thirty-three days of treasure.

"Today, our 57,435 families are united to establish the heavenly court. The main purpose is to establish order so that we can live in peace, so that we will not worry about others to attack every day, so that even the practice can not continue in peace.

So, I hope everyone can put aside their preses and make sure everything today!" The breeze is humane.

"Qingfeng Taoist friends, don't worry, the establishment of the heavenly court is good for all of us, and we will naturally give full support!"

"Yes, we definitely won't make any trouble!"

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"Now, let's make a recommendation, the first emperor of heaven!" The Qingfeng Taoist said secretly again.

"Do you need to say that? Naturally, you are the Taoist brother!"

"Yes, there are a few of us here who have not been favored by you. If you don't do this position, who else is qualified to sit?"

"That is, no matter who else sits in this position except you, we will not be convinced!"

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As soon as the words of the Qingfeng Taoist fell, the words among the population roared. At that moment, it was almost like everyone's voice. The Qingfeng Taoist himself is not very interested in the throne of the Emperor of Heaven. However, seeing this, he knew that in this first session, no matter what, he had to come forward, otherwise, even if the heavenly court was formed, it would collapse.

Therefore, after only a short pause, the Qingfeng Taoist opened his mouth and agreed.

So far, the heavenly court has been established, the first generation of the heavenly emperor, served by Qingfeng Taoist, historically known as the wind emperor! RS