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Chapter 419 Please Resurrect Emperor Cang
Chapter 419 Please Resurrect Emperor Cang
Conferred God?
Hearing these words, the Three Heavenly Venerables were all confused, thinking about what Daozu's words meant.
What is Fengshen?
Can this make up for the heinous killing they caused because of their fight for the holy seat?
Qingxuan Tianzun asked cautiously: "Daozu, dare to ask what is the conferred god? Can it make up for the heinous sins we committed?"
Li Chengyuan smiled and said: "Fengshen can make up for the mistakes you made, but it can't make up for all of them. The demon emperor Cangjian, the demon court, sealed the border and cracked the soil to create a brilliant and brilliant demon civilization. This is the protagonist of Xintiandi appointed by the Heavenly Dao. In the future, he will unify the land. Commanded the rise of all races, but you forcibly broke it down. The great war caused the destruction of all human beings, the western land was dried up and perished, and the sky was torn apart. The power cannot be resolved, and there may be calamities, large and small, in the future!"
"As for Fengshen, it is for you to dissolve this catastrophe, stabilize the world, and reunite the broken luck, so as not to let more people fall into disaster."
Hearing these words, San Tianzun pondered slightly and sighed in his heart.
They have been planning for so many years to prove the holy throne, who knows that there is nothing in the end?
The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races collapsed with casualties, and the three religions that had developed for many years were as dry as bones, because the killings also created monstrous karma. These karmas were settled on their heads and could not be evaded, and could only be slowly resolved in the calamities.
Daoist Hongyuan has already certified the holy position, so he doesn't care whether the monster clan perishes or not.
The two Taoists Houde and Hangrui survived the desperation, made 48 great wishes to prove the holy throne, and they will never die and never die.
where are they?
It's fine that the injuries all over his body caused by his previous confrontation with the demon emperor Cang haven't healed yet, they are still eroding his body a little bit, and he may be seriously injured and die in a few years.
When he came to the extreme outside of the sky, he was humiliated by Daoist Hongyuan again, forcing the internal injury to recur and the injury became more serious.
For Tian Tianzun, the humiliation on the face is the most uncomfortable!
They are also people who have obtained the majestic purple energy, but they were humiliated and forced to kneel on the ground by a person who relied on the luck of a man in armor and armor to get to the top. Who wouldn't feel ashamed and angry?
Can't wait to kill it!
"Ancestor Dao, after we preside over the conferring of the gods, can the dissipated luck reappear?"
Qingxuan Tianzun said nervously.
He is now wondering whether his luck can be regained, otherwise he will not be able to use the luck of the human race to prove the holy position, and then he will be that ants for the rest of his life!
They are not reconciled.
"can!"
Li Chengyuan nodded, and continued to drink tea and read books, holding the god list in his hand, respectfully waiting for the three-day venerable.
"Let go of me, I'm going to see Daozu!"
"Li Ye, don't talk, I have my own arrangements!"
Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside, and soon an anxious bull demon and a helpless monk in a linen monk's robe came in.
"I've seen the Taoist ancestor." Ksitigarbha looked at Li Chengyuan eagerly, but concealed the respect in his heart and saluted.
Santian Zun was a little surprised.
Because when the six of them went to discuss with the Ksitigarbha, the Ksitigarbha was always indifferent and indifferent. It seemed that he didn't want to pay attention to them at all, but he didn't expect to be so respectful to the Taoist ancestor.
However, thinking that Daozu is the appointed spokesperson of Tiandao, San Tianzun is not too surprised.
The demon king was not so respectful, and ran over anxiously and stood beside Li Chengyuan pinching his robe: "Master... Dao ancestor, the demon emperor is dead!"
"Well, what happened?"
Li Chengyuan was still flipping through the books and drinking tea, his face remained calm.
"The Demon Emperor is a hero, a hero. I admit that I used to be jealous of his heroic appearance, so I kept making troubles for him. Now Daozu, can you revive him? Even if it's my life in exchange!"
The demon king spoke with shortness of breath and red eyes.
Hearing this, Li Chengyuan couldn't help but look up at this Maverick whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
The calf is still big and strong, with a body more than ten feet tall, as big and strong as an iron tower.
It's just that he doesn't wear the bright armor made of gold like before, but wears black iron armor. There are large and small knife and gun slashes on the black iron armor. There are many wounds on his body, some of which are so deep that bones can be seen .
That bull face is no longer as frivolous and flamboyant as before, and there is another obvious scar from the eyes to the chin, which makes it look much calmer.
Seeing the demon king who has changed a lot, Li Chengyuan nodded in his heart without changing his expression.
In the past, the devil king had always had an impetuous, careless, and reckless personality, and he would never change it. However, after being placed in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story these years, he has experienced the cycle of life and death, and his temperament is much calmer, but he is still a little impetuous.
After a little more practice, it's probably about the same.
"Why would you think of exchanging your own life for Di Cang's? Don't you have an enmity with him?" Li Chengyuan said indifferently.
"The enmity has been resolved, and now we are friends, Daozu, please help me revive the Demon Emperor, please!"
The devil suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, his eyes were completely red.
The words of a person who is about to die are also kind, and the last conversation with the Demon Emperor at the Heavenly Gate of the Demon Court deeply touched his heart, especially when the Demon Emperor sent him away before he blew himself up instead of keeping him. Can you not be moved?
boom!
Boom!
The sound of kowtowing resounded in the yard, and the demon king's forehead was soon bloody.
Hongjun's face on the side was as usual, and he didn't feel much in his heart. For him, the throbbing in his heart recently was the most deadly.
The two Taoists, Shi Yang and Zi Ning, had worried expressions on their faces, but they didn't dare to intercede. They pinched the corners of their clothes and looked at Taoist Ancestor from time to time, but they didn't dare to speak.
As for the Three Heavenly Venerable, he was somewhat sarcastic and disdainful in his heart.
As we all know, Taoist ancestors have always been high and high, Shenlong sees the head but doesn't see the tail, even if his heart is not hard-hearted, he is not easy to talk, otherwise why didn't the Taoist ancestor tell them how to get the holy throne, but asked them to ask the Ksitigarbha?
They are disciples of Daozu, and Daozu ignored them, so why would he pay attention to you, a bull monster?
If I remember correctly, you bull demon was filled with sea eyes because you made a big disturbance in the Zixiao Palace and disturbed the Taoist ancestor's preaching, right?
Hehe, it's ridiculous.
Tian Tianzun sneered in his heart, but lowered his head and did not speak.
"Exchanging life for life? I don't need you to exchange life for life. Demon Emperor Cang really deserves to die. How about this? I will give you a chance, and it depends on whether you can grasp it." Li Chengyuan put down the book, calmly Looking at the Demon King, he reached out and touched its bull head.
However, this scene left Tian Tianzun dumbfounded and unbelievable.
What the hell!
When did Daozu become so easy to talk to?
Such an intimate gesture?
No, no, no?
In the envious eyes of Santian Zun, the Demon King raised his head and said anxiously: "What do you want me to do?"
"You go to seal the gods..."
(End of this chapter)
Conferred God?
Hearing these words, the Three Heavenly Venerables were all confused, thinking about what Daozu's words meant.
What is Fengshen?
Can this make up for the heinous killing they caused because of their fight for the holy seat?
Qingxuan Tianzun asked cautiously: "Daozu, dare to ask what is the conferred god? Can it make up for the heinous sins we committed?"
Li Chengyuan smiled and said: "Fengshen can make up for the mistakes you made, but it can't make up for all of them. The demon emperor Cangjian, the demon court, sealed the border and cracked the soil to create a brilliant and brilliant demon civilization. This is the protagonist of Xintiandi appointed by the Heavenly Dao. In the future, he will unify the land. Commanded the rise of all races, but you forcibly broke it down. The great war caused the destruction of all human beings, the western land was dried up and perished, and the sky was torn apart. The power cannot be resolved, and there may be calamities, large and small, in the future!"
"As for Fengshen, it is for you to dissolve this catastrophe, stabilize the world, and reunite the broken luck, so as not to let more people fall into disaster."
Hearing these words, San Tianzun pondered slightly and sighed in his heart.
They have been planning for so many years to prove the holy throne, who knows that there is nothing in the end?
The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races collapsed with casualties, and the three religions that had developed for many years were as dry as bones, because the killings also created monstrous karma. These karmas were settled on their heads and could not be evaded, and could only be slowly resolved in the calamities.
Daoist Hongyuan has already certified the holy position, so he doesn't care whether the monster clan perishes or not.
The two Taoists Houde and Hangrui survived the desperation, made 48 great wishes to prove the holy throne, and they will never die and never die.
where are they?
It's fine that the injuries all over his body caused by his previous confrontation with the demon emperor Cang haven't healed yet, they are still eroding his body a little bit, and he may be seriously injured and die in a few years.
When he came to the extreme outside of the sky, he was humiliated by Daoist Hongyuan again, forcing the internal injury to recur and the injury became more serious.
For Tian Tianzun, the humiliation on the face is the most uncomfortable!
They are also people who have obtained the majestic purple energy, but they were humiliated and forced to kneel on the ground by a person who relied on the luck of a man in armor and armor to get to the top. Who wouldn't feel ashamed and angry?
Can't wait to kill it!
"Ancestor Dao, after we preside over the conferring of the gods, can the dissipated luck reappear?"
Qingxuan Tianzun said nervously.
He is now wondering whether his luck can be regained, otherwise he will not be able to use the luck of the human race to prove the holy position, and then he will be that ants for the rest of his life!
They are not reconciled.
"can!"
Li Chengyuan nodded, and continued to drink tea and read books, holding the god list in his hand, respectfully waiting for the three-day venerable.
"Let go of me, I'm going to see Daozu!"
"Li Ye, don't talk, I have my own arrangements!"
Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside, and soon an anxious bull demon and a helpless monk in a linen monk's robe came in.
"I've seen the Taoist ancestor." Ksitigarbha looked at Li Chengyuan eagerly, but concealed the respect in his heart and saluted.
Santian Zun was a little surprised.
Because when the six of them went to discuss with the Ksitigarbha, the Ksitigarbha was always indifferent and indifferent. It seemed that he didn't want to pay attention to them at all, but he didn't expect to be so respectful to the Taoist ancestor.
However, thinking that Daozu is the appointed spokesperson of Tiandao, San Tianzun is not too surprised.
The demon king was not so respectful, and ran over anxiously and stood beside Li Chengyuan pinching his robe: "Master... Dao ancestor, the demon emperor is dead!"
"Well, what happened?"
Li Chengyuan was still flipping through the books and drinking tea, his face remained calm.
"The Demon Emperor is a hero, a hero. I admit that I used to be jealous of his heroic appearance, so I kept making troubles for him. Now Daozu, can you revive him? Even if it's my life in exchange!"
The demon king spoke with shortness of breath and red eyes.
Hearing this, Li Chengyuan couldn't help but look up at this Maverick whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
The calf is still big and strong, with a body more than ten feet tall, as big and strong as an iron tower.
It's just that he doesn't wear the bright armor made of gold like before, but wears black iron armor. There are large and small knife and gun slashes on the black iron armor. There are many wounds on his body, some of which are so deep that bones can be seen .
That bull face is no longer as frivolous and flamboyant as before, and there is another obvious scar from the eyes to the chin, which makes it look much calmer.
Seeing the demon king who has changed a lot, Li Chengyuan nodded in his heart without changing his expression.
In the past, the devil king had always had an impetuous, careless, and reckless personality, and he would never change it. However, after being placed in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story these years, he has experienced the cycle of life and death, and his temperament is much calmer, but he is still a little impetuous.
After a little more practice, it's probably about the same.
"Why would you think of exchanging your own life for Di Cang's? Don't you have an enmity with him?" Li Chengyuan said indifferently.
"The enmity has been resolved, and now we are friends, Daozu, please help me revive the Demon Emperor, please!"
The devil suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, his eyes were completely red.
The words of a person who is about to die are also kind, and the last conversation with the Demon Emperor at the Heavenly Gate of the Demon Court deeply touched his heart, especially when the Demon Emperor sent him away before he blew himself up instead of keeping him. Can you not be moved?
boom!
Boom!
The sound of kowtowing resounded in the yard, and the demon king's forehead was soon bloody.
Hongjun's face on the side was as usual, and he didn't feel much in his heart. For him, the throbbing in his heart recently was the most deadly.
The two Taoists, Shi Yang and Zi Ning, had worried expressions on their faces, but they didn't dare to intercede. They pinched the corners of their clothes and looked at Taoist Ancestor from time to time, but they didn't dare to speak.
As for the Three Heavenly Venerable, he was somewhat sarcastic and disdainful in his heart.
As we all know, Taoist ancestors have always been high and high, Shenlong sees the head but doesn't see the tail, even if his heart is not hard-hearted, he is not easy to talk, otherwise why didn't the Taoist ancestor tell them how to get the holy throne, but asked them to ask the Ksitigarbha?
They are disciples of Daozu, and Daozu ignored them, so why would he pay attention to you, a bull monster?
If I remember correctly, you bull demon was filled with sea eyes because you made a big disturbance in the Zixiao Palace and disturbed the Taoist ancestor's preaching, right?
Hehe, it's ridiculous.
Tian Tianzun sneered in his heart, but lowered his head and did not speak.
"Exchanging life for life? I don't need you to exchange life for life. Demon Emperor Cang really deserves to die. How about this? I will give you a chance, and it depends on whether you can grasp it." Li Chengyuan put down the book, calmly Looking at the Demon King, he reached out and touched its bull head.
However, this scene left Tian Tianzun dumbfounded and unbelievable.
What the hell!
When did Daozu become so easy to talk to?
Such an intimate gesture?
No, no, no?
In the envious eyes of Santian Zun, the Demon King raised his head and said anxiously: "What do you want me to do?"
"You go to seal the gods..."
(End of this chapter)
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