I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Chapter 10: The Small-minded Kunpeng
Bei Ming.

With the appearance of Saint Hongjun and the preaching of Zixiao Palace, the way of immortality began to spread in the ancient times.

"The Immortal Master Palace carries the text of the Immortal Path. As long as the Immortal Path prospers, the Immortal Master Palace will become more powerful. Moreover, if you comprehend the Immortal Path in the Immortal Master Palace, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

After thousands of years, Kunpeng opened his eyes and looked at this fairy-like palace with emotion.

Kunpeng was very poor. He had not had any chance to get any innate spiritual treasures over the endless years. He could only use the treasures he had collected from heaven and earth to forge this palace that could smash people.

I never thought there would be such an opportunity!
"In that case, I, Kunpeng, really need to work hard to spread the way of immortality in the prehistoric world."

At this time Kunpeng narrowed his eyes. This was an opportunity chosen by the saint. Apart from the Zixiao Palace, the only other place in the ancient world to spread the immortal way was the Heavenly Palace in later generations.

If God does not take it, he will suffer the consequences!
As for the fact that the general trend cannot be changed? That's nonsense. What is the number of days?

The way of governing the world established by the sage Hongjun after he achieved harmony with the Tao is called the destiny.

It is like the Heavenly Dao is the will of the prehistoric world, and the Heavenly Dao only wants the prehistoric world to develop well. At this time, the strongest man, Hongjun, formulated his own plan to govern the prehistoric world, and the Heavenly Dao approved it, which led to the Three Lectures in Zixiao Palace.

Therefore, the general trend of the prehistoric world is that the saint who has the greatest fist, Hongjun, rules the world!

"Whoever establishes the Heavenly Court is not established!"

As long as he could make his enemies unhappy, Kunpeng would feel comfortable. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but grin.

Boom!

A black shadow that covered the sky and the sun flew out from the North Sea, terrifying all living creatures in the North Sea. They saw a terrifying creature flying across the sky.

The back of Kunpeng is who knows how many thousands of miles long it is, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, its wings like clouds drooping from the sky. Kunpeng is gazing at the creatures of the North Sea below.

"Ancestor Kunpeng!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is Immortal Master Kunpeng!"

Among the living creatures in the North Sea, some exclaimed in shock as they looked at the terrifying figure, while others hurriedly shouted that it was the Immortal Master.

"Di Jun, Tai Yi!"

Kunpeng, who came out of the North Sea and transformed into the form of Dapeng, had a fierce light in his eyes. He spread his wings and instantly arrived in front of an island outside the North Sea. With the force of thunder, his claws directly tore through the inexplicable barrier.

Click... click...

"Kunpeng!"

The Northern Earth Gods Jun and Taiyi instantly felt the barrier they had set up being torn apart, and Taiyi was filled with rage.

However, Di Jun on the side said in a deep voice: "Taiyi, don't be angry! Now that Kunpeng has been appreciated by the saint, we must find a suitable excuse for the layout in the North Sea."

"Big brother!"

After hearing what Di Jun said, Taiyi gnashed his teeth unwillingly, "This Kunpeng is so lucky, if it weren't for the protection of the saint, how dare Kunpeng be so presumptuous!"

Billions of creatures and races are wreaking havoc on the prehistoric land. Ever since the decline of the ancient dragon, phoenix and unicorn races, the myriad races have fought for supremacy for countless generations, and now a force that is vying for supremacy has emerged again.

The Wu Clan of Mount Buzhou is the most powerful, followed by the force formed by Di Jun and Tai Yi who were born on the Sun Star, and the third is the force established by Dong Wanggong in the East China Sea.

Especially after the lecture at Zixiao Palace, Dong Wanggong, who was named the leader of male immortals, has become even more powerful, and is seemingly catching up with Dijun and Taiyi.

These three parties are like the three ancient tribes, and below them are the forces of the ancestors. They are not as good as the best but better than the worst, just like Kunpeng in the North Sea.

Although there are few creatures in the North Sea, each of them is ferocious. Before the sage Hongjun became a saint, Di Jun and Taiyi had already devised a method to subdue the meditation of the North Sea headed by Kunpeng.

"All right!"

Seeing Taiyi not convinced, Dijun was also not convinced. His original plan was to subdue Kunpeng's power first, so that the others would not surrender. Then it would be Dongwanggong! Who would have thought that Dongwanggong first, and then Kunpeng, would be so lucky!
"Kunpeng now has the support of a saint, so let's put Beiming aside for now and let you and I conquer the others first!"

"Don't worry, big brother!" The two of them have been in seclusion for a thousand years, and Taiyi is even more confident. If Kunpeng did not have the support of a saint, he alone would be able to subdue Kunpeng.

Therefore, Taiyi did not even take seriously a group of forces that were not as powerful as Kunpeng.

However, just when Di Jun and Tai Yi temporarily gave up the plan to bring Bei Ming under their command, Kunpeng circled around and returned to Bei Ming, and secretly appeared in the prehistoric land.

"Haha, this thing is destined to be with us in the West!"

"Master Zhunti, you!"

"How dare you disobey?!"

In a valley, Kunpeng, who was transformed into the Taoist Zhunti, had a sinister look on his face. Under the explosion of the power of the Golden Immortal Daluo, the ancestor of the sheep clan was under pressure and looked very aggrieved.

"Master Zhunti, my Sheep Clan is under the command of the two masters of the Sun Palace. How dare you rob my clan's treasures!"

Seeing that the ancestor of the sheep tribe, who was only a Taiyi Golden Immortal, dared to refute him, the Taoist Zhunti immediately revealed a sinister and hypocritical smile.

"Are you talking about the two three-legged birds Dijun and Taiyi? Haha, you are still unaware of the disaster that is approaching. Considering this innate spiritual plant, I will not take it for nothing. I will tell you a piece of news, so that you will not die and your clan will be destroyed in the end!"

The Taoist Zhunti stepped forward, and under the resentful gazes of countless creatures of the Sheep Clan, he arrogantly took the innate spiritual plant.

"Everyone in the prehistoric world knows that Emperor Jun possesses the innate spiritual treasure of the River Map and Luo Shu, but the news that Taiyi's treasure is the innate treasure Chaos Bell has been leaked out at some point. Now, all the powerful people in the prehistoric world have known this news."

"How could Taiyi steal the greatest treasure of Creation? The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain have been looking for fellow Taoists everywhere, and will go to find Taiyi soon. The Chaos Bell, this greatest treasure, should be controlled by Pangu Yuanshi."

With the contemptuous smile of Zhunti Taoist, it seemed that he was saying that Di Jun and Taiyi had provoked a powerful enemy. What good could Taiyi get if the Three Pure Ones joined forces to form a group of powerful people?
The Sheep Clan Patriarch's face suddenly changed when he heard this. He pointed at Zhunti in horror and said, "You! Were you invited by the Kunlun Mountain Yuanshi!?"

"Not too stupid!"

After seeing that the other party could imagine it, Kunpeng transformed into Zhunti and smiled, saying proudly:

"Pangu, Sanqing, and Yuanshi personally promised me that as long as my senior brother and I help him suppress Taiyi and take back the Chaos Bell, I, Zhunti from the West, will be able to choose the Eastern Spirit Objects for a thousand years."

Nima!

The ancestor of the sheep tribe widened his eyes in anger. This Sanqing Yuanshi was so arrogant. How could the Eastern land belong to him, Sanqing? What qualifications did he have to be the master?
"Zunti! Yuanshi!"

Seeing that the Taoist Zhunti did not forget to collect the spiritual herbs around before leaving, the old ancestor became so angry that his eyes turned red and he howled to the sky.

"I want to report this to the two ancestors, Dijun and Taiyi!"

In the ancient times, when Kunpeng transformed into the Taoist Zhunti, he would seize the spiritual objects of the demon clan by force. When faced with disputes with those who were not convinced, he would bring out the Three Pure Ones.

Although the people below were still unaware, as the matter grew bigger and bigger, the powerful people above knew about it, and they all secretly hated Yuanshi for being too arrogant.

It's not like no one knows the personalities of Pangu, the Three Pure Ones and Yuanshi, but you actually took the liberty of comparing the East to your own spiritual herb garden. This is too much!
Although they were dissatisfied with the actions of Sanqing Yuanshi, the eyes of countless powerful people in the prehistoric world were now fixed on Taiyi!

Or Taiyi’s treasure, the Chaos Bell!

"What? Taiyi's treasure is actually the innate treasure Chaos Bell?"

"Why? What virtue and ability does Taiyi have?"

"Let's go! The innate treasure belongs to those who are virtuous!"

For a time, the world was in turmoil. The news about the innate treasure Chaos Bell was too shocking, and countless people were greedy and jealous.

You must know that the three tribes in ancient times had never obtained the innate treasure. The innate spiritual treasure alone could cause a bloody storm in the prehistoric world, let alone the innate treasure.

(End of this chapter)