Honghuang: I made up myths for Ziwei

Chapter 154 Within the Rules
On the top of Buzhou Mountain, above the Nine Heavens.

The altar is built high, magnificent and magnificent, gathering the general trend of the world.

Countless monster races in form, wearing battle armor made of divine gold, lined up in all directions, with extraordinary momentum.

These nearly one million heavenly soldiers are the monster race specially selected by Di Jun and the others for nearly ten thousand years.

Although the overall strength is not strong, it can't even reach the level of all the real fairyland.

But if it is only used as a facade, it is undoubtedly enough.

Originally, they wanted to win over the Phoenix clan in the southern region and the dragon clan in the East China Sea, but both of them directly refused.

Di Jun vaguely knew that the Phoenix clan had a great relationship with Miluo Palace in the past, but under the current situation, he was not easy to force.

He originally wanted several congenital holy Shangyang from Miluo Palace to recruit the Phoenix Clan, and by the way directly bring the entire southern region under the rule of the heaven they were about to establish, but they did not agree to this at all.

Although Yuanhuang didn't care too much about the Phoenix family, it was also her companion group, and Shang Yang and the others directly asked Di Jun to ask Nuwa for instructions.

But Di Jun couldn't even see Nuwa's face, so he had no choice but to give up.

On the other side of the Dragon Clan, it is beyond the reach of the whip, and the distance between the four seas is too far. The Dragon Clan also has several innate saints from the Dragon Palace, which made Di Jun unable to see through the situation of the Dragon Clan for a while.

However, there are also many ethnic groups in the Southern Territory who took the initiative to join in. Regarding this, the Phoenix clan who were reminded by Qingluan and the others did not stop them, and they themselves were quite low-key.

Compared with Yuanhuang, who is the true leader of the Phoenix clan, Qingluan, Dianji, and the others have a more sense of belonging to the Phoenix clan, and they have to care a lot.

Although the follower Zixi went to Sanxian Island, they did not completely break off the relationship with the Phoenix Clan.

Zixi and the others acquiesced to this, and Qingluan and the others knew how to measure themselves. After all, they had served Miluo Palace for so many years, and they knew the tempers of Zixi and Yuanhuang.

Of course, Phoenix, who doesn't care about things, can almost ignore the matter about the ethnic group.

They will not touch Zi Xi's rules, and will not get too involved in the affairs of the Phoenix Clan, but only mention the Phoenix Clan within a certain range.

Another thing is that when Nuwa created humans, a certain phoenix went to meddle and created two different species with a trace of its own origin.

At that time, Zixi looked at those two good-natured creatures, not to mention how complicated her mood was, she really wanted to scold Fenghuang for making troubles.

To create humans, part of their innate and sacred blood was used, but no original breath was injected.

Phoenix just wanted to see what would happen after injecting the essence, and created two special creatures.

Not to mention this matter, Dijun and the others made such a big commotion that shocked the entire prehistoric world.

A crowd of onlookers came to Buzhou Mountain, and Zixi's one-thought incarnation Yi and Yuanhuang were also watching from a distance.

Above the clouds, Zixi sat casually in the void, gently shaking the gourd in her hand, overlooking the grand scene on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

"Aren't you going to stop them?"

On the side, Fenghuang asked, snatched the gourd from Zixi's hand, took a sip while holding the gourd, and half-closed his eyes.

Zi Xi shook her head: "Stop them from doing something? Since they acted according to the rules we made, let them go. Our Miro Palace still has this kind of tolerance."

"But no matter how you look at it, Hongjun pushed this matter, right?"

"Oh?" Zixi turned her head to look at Fenghuang in surprise, "You can see it?"

Fenghuang frowned, and rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction: "I'm not stupid!"

Zi Xi smiled, but didn't say much.

What about Hongjun's promotion?

Hongjun wants to use Dijun and the others to exchange sons with him?

How can he be sure that this is not what Zi Xi wants to see?

Hongjun seemed to have misunderstood him to some extent.

"Houtu and the others ran off to make trouble?"

"Bad Island... I didn't see them."

While sipping the jade liquid brewed from the innate spiritual roots in the gourd, Fenghuang replied vaguely. The whole person was swaying there, making Zixi frown.

"Blooming immortal wine, in fact, the innate gourd with wood attributes would be more suitable."

When Fenghuang heard this, he turned his head and glared at Zixi.

"Then you didn't let me pick it up at the beginning, but it seems that it fell into the hands of Mr. Mu in the end."

"..."

Forget it, let's not talk about it, lest Phoenix complain.

The gourd used to hold the wine in Fenghuang's hands is not ordinary, it is one of the seven gourds produced by the innate gourd vine, the best innate spiritual treasure, containing the original power of the fire attribute.

Fenghuang handed the gourd to Zixi's eyes and shook it, Zixi took it and shook her head.

Below, millions of heavenly soldiers lined up, and hundreds of innate gods stood in the sky.

Emperor Jun, dressed in majestic robes, held the top-grade Xiantian Lingbao Hetu Luoshu in his hand, and stepped up to the altar step by step.

The bells and drums rang together to pay respect to the heaven and the earth, and the sound was like thunder, announcing the prehistoric people.

The emperor stands on the altar, with the divine image behind him shining on the heaven and earth, as high as the sky, his voice fluctuates along with the avenue, spreading throughout the world.

"All things are born in nature, and all spirits are nourished by the earth. The heaven and the earth have the virtue of being good at life, and they are blessed by all beings. However, the way of heaven is fair, but the living beings are selfish. All living beings are ignorant.

Today, my emperor, Jun, wants to establish a heavenly court here, follow the way of heaven to educate all living beings, and establish order to restrain all living beings. I hereby respectfully report to heaven! "

The sound of the Tao roared, all the Taos appeared together, thousands of auspicious colors, and the rays of the sun lay out, which was regarded as a response to Di Jun.

The way of heaven is silent, but all living beings understand the meaning of it, and the way of heaven approves it.

At this time, there is another golden light tearing the space to reveal the void, which is a decree with the breath of heaven and Hongjun on it.

"allow!"

Seeing this, Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and it was done.

Immediately, infinite luck gathered, forming a majestic trend, and the clouds did not disperse, supporting the Nine Layers of Heaven.

All kinds of visions have manifested, and the heaven has stood in the prehistoric world since today.

Di Jun, the first emperor of heaven.

It was also such a movement that made the Twelve Ancestral Witches who had originally planned to directly call out the Twelve Capitals of Gods and Demons to give Di Jun an axe hesitated.

Their intuition told them that now is not a good time to do it, especially since the opponent is still in the Nine Heavens Realm, they can't get the best result by doing it.

After much deliberation, Houtu proposed to retreat, but in the end he didn't directly make trouble at this moment.

Anyway, there are still opportunities, so what's the use of making such a big show?
Could it be that by changing their names, they could defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches?

Zi Xi calmly watched the grand scene of the establishment of Tianting, and then stood up.

"Come on, there's nothing to see, huh? You..."

Zi Xi turned around, only to see someone lying on the cloud, looking drunk.

Deliberately suppressing one's own cultivation, the wine of the great way brewed by this innate spiritual root can even get drunk with Zixi and the others.

Rather, in order for the wine to have an effect on them, Zi Xi spent a lot of thought.

Wine that cannot be drunk cannot be called wine, although the effect of this wine can only be fake drunk.

Zixi looked at the Phoenix lying on the cloud head, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't directly throw her off the cloud head, lifted the latter's figure and flashed, left the place, and returned to the witch clan.

(End of this chapter)