Games come to all worlds.

Chapter 422 I remember that you had a disciple named Shen Gongbao
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun looked at the list of gods in his hand with an expressionless face.

The names above have indeed been decided, even the names that Jiang Ziya didn't read, actually have their own names.

The only problem is probably that there is not even a soul on the list, it is just a decoration.

If they were just allowed to take office, how could Haotian subdue these rebellious guys.

Below, all the saints are there. Except for the two saints in the west who are relatively close, the others are four or five steps apart. It feels like they are separated from each other until death.

This time the Conferred God War amplified all the conflicts between the saints, making the atmosphere between them relatively tense.

"Teacher, is this great catastrophe still happening?" Laojun asked.

This question is very critical. If the great catastrophe of heaven and earth has disappeared, the current situation is actually not bad.

None of our disciples are dead, and we can even see the true colors of some disciples, and they are in a good state.

"Still."

Hongjun put down the list of gods and said calmly: "The three hundred and sixty-five Fuqing righteous gods are not in place, so this disaster has not been overcome, and even... there are some additional variables."

With that said, Hongjun opened his hand, white mist flew out, and the portraits of Nezha, Aobing, Sun Wukong, and Li En appeared inside.

"These four are not from this world, but they are not Chaos Demon Gods either. Their origins are very strange."

"Teacher, can't you see where they come from?"

Hongjun shook his head, and Yuanshi Tianzun asked: "Then do we need to catch them?"

"The existence of these people has greatly interfered with the progress of the Conferred God. If they continue to cause trouble like this, it may take another twenty years for the Conferred God to end."

This time, Hongjun thought for a while and shook his head.

"This world can no longer bear the battles of saints. You all should move to the thirty-third heaven and stop interfering in the affairs of the prehistoric times."

"Let heaven and earth decide the outcome of the Battle of the Gods."

"Yes."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he turned around and left, but the thoughts of the saints did not stop.

There is no problem in not intervening in prehistoric affairs. Just let the apprentice do it. Even if you encounter an invincible opponent, you can still achieve your goal by gifting a few magic weapons.

They didn't take the strength of Sun Wukong and others seriously. They were all ants below the saints, so they didn't need to care about this little Karami at all.

What they care about are variables, and unknown things always make people uneasy, so they want to know the origins of Sun Wukong and others.

As long as you know the origin, you can act without any scruples.

However, the key issue now is how to allow the Conferred Gods to continue normally.

Nuwa said hello to everyone, turned around and left directly, preparing to move. She can be said to be the saint who least cares about becoming a god.

She had participated passively before. If King Zhou hadn't humiliated her in his temple, she would not have intervened at all.

She is just waiting for things to develop to see if it is necessary to hand over the three demons.

Then came the Tongtian Cult Leader. As the biggest victim of the Battle of the Gods and the biggest beneficiary of the time regression, he was in a very happy mood.

"Two Taoist brothers, since I want to preach to my dissatisfied disciples, I won't discuss the matter of becoming a god with you, hahaha!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly and said, "Do you think you can avoid the disaster by hiding in Biyou Palace?"

"I didn't say that." Tongtian Cult Leader showed an aggrieved expression and said, "I just wanted to protect my disciples. What's wrong with that? It's fine if they were beaten to death by others. It was because they were incompetent, but they were attacked by their elders. Beat him to death, haha!”

Needless to say, who is the point of this sentence? Sanxiao is such a cute and kind-hearted child. Even if his beloved brother was beaten to death, he never thought about killing him. What will happen to him in the end?
One was suppressed by Taishang Laojun under the Qilin Cliff, one was hit by Yuanshi Tianzun and died on the spot, and the other was directly turned into a pool of blood. What a miserable end.

"伱!"

Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to say something else, but Lao Jun reached out to stop him. "Tongtian, the matter of becoming a god is not over yet. No matter how reluctant you are, you still have to do your best."

"Haha." Tongtian Cult Master said with a proud look on his face: "Come out! Of course I will help! When I get back, I will send Long-eared Dingguang Immortal to the list of gods. I will set an example first!"

"In addition, Jie Jiao still has a group of disobedient disciples who did not arrive at Biyou Palace. You can kill them as you please and send whoever you want to the list. How about that? Are you cooperative enough?"

"Tongtian!"

"Don't call me!" Tongtian waved his big hand, turned around and left. When he was about to go out, he suddenly said with a smile:
"Two Taoist brothers, it is actually better to send your disciples to the list of gods than to send them to Western religions. You can make your own decision, hahaha!"

Ever since Master Tongtian learned that one-third of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect had joined the Western Sect, he especially wanted to talk to Yuanshi Tianzun about this matter.

He really wanted to see what the expression of Yuanshi Tianzun, who usually liked to put the number of days in his mouth and who put the rules first, would look like when he found out that all his disciples had betrayed him.

Although there were many people who defected from the religion and went to teach in the West, he didn't care. At that time, he himself was actually in trouble, and it was normal for his disciples to rebel.

But Chang'er Dingguangxian betrayed him before he was killed, which he couldn't bear.

However, he is very satisfied with most of the disciples of Jie Jiao, and they performed very well in the Battle of the Gods. He is affectionate and righteous, and will always help his fellow disciples when they are in trouble.

Even if Duobao later joined the Western Sect, he did not blame him. The fact that Duobao dared to swing his sword at Laojun for him in the Immortal Killing Formation was enough to offset his fault.

It can be said that none of the four direct disciples fell short of his reputation and did not insult Jiejiao.

When it comes to educating disciples, he is the eldest brother among the Three Pure Ones!

Seeing the confident and arrogant Tongtian Cult Master leaving, Laojun and Yuanshi both looked bitter, then immediately straightened their faces and stared at the Second Saint of the West.

Zhunti and Jieyin looked very embarrassed. They had planned it for so long, and even the saints were involved in the plan. They had already achieved a great victory and went back to develop Western religion. Who knew that a time rewind would expose all their plans.

It's okay now. The saints are on guard. If they try to catch their disciples again, they will definitely have no chance, and those three thousand mortal visitors are of no use.

The biggest victims of this incident are them.

Fortunately... they were already poor and had nothing. No matter how much they lost, they couldn't lose much. Having Kong Xuan was actually a big profit.

"Uh-huh, fellow Taoist, we have done our best this time. Kong Xuan sent out early, and there really is no one left."

The purpose of the Second Sage of the West is to make a fortune silently, but the prerequisite for doing so is not to become the target of public criticism, so they asked Kong Xuan to take action early to prevent the Sanqing from blaming them.

"Humph!"

Laojun and Yuanshi didn't say anything, turned around and left Zixiao Palace.

In fact, in the final analysis, the main problem of the Great Tribulation of the Gods is actually that the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao committed a murderous calamity, and Yuanshi Tianzun deserved to suffer.

"Ah~"

After leaving the Zixiao Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun let out a long sigh and laughed at himself: "This time, I have completely lost my face!"

Even as proud as he is, he has to admit that currently, he is the biggest loser.

It was embarrassing and humiliating, and even the concept of teaching was slightly shaken.

"Don't think too much, just find a way to arrange this disaster first."

"Brother, now everyone knows about the apotheosis of gods. It's not that easy to start a fight again."

Lao Jun shook his head gently and said: "You are wrong. Everyone is still in the tribulation. They can only see clearly for a moment, but not for a lifetime. God, it hasn't changed yet."

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes flashed, and he immediately raised his hands and asked, "Brother, please give me some advice!"

"I remember that you had a disciple named Shen Gongbao."

(End of this chapter)