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When Zhenqiu Jianqiu arrived at Tianyong City, the people in Tianyong City were excited.

After all, every ascending patriarch is the idol of all disciples.

But facing the excitement and enthusiasm of Tianyong City, Jian Qiu was very embarrassed.

Because he didn't mix well in the heavens.

When he was in the world of earth, he was highly respected, outstanding and respected.

However, after arriving in the heavens, he found that he was more powerful than him, and the genius became mediocre.

He was only a middle-to-low-level official in the Celestial Realm. This is a portrayal of 90% of the ascended monks.

After all, you have only cultivated for hundreds of years and thousands of years, but most of the people's heavenly realms have lived for tens of thousands of years.

A radish and a pit, the Heavenly Court has been established for so many years, and the important position has long been occupied by others.

Those who go up behind are naturally embarrassed.

"Patriarch, what's the situation in today's world." Han Su Zhen asked respectfully to Jian Qiu.

Master Jian Qiu sighed: "The pattern of the heavens is just like that, basically there will be no major changes. Our ascending monks in the human world are struggling in the heavens."

Nonsense, this is equivalent to moving from another place to someone else’s site, and you have to fight for employment opportunities with others. Can someone local give you a good face?

"By the way, I don't know what the ancestor is doing this time." Seeing that Master Jianqiu was not very emotional about this matter, Master Hansu quickly changed the subject.

Zhenqiu Jianqiu immediately lifted his spirits and put down the teacup in his hand: "The Emperor of Heaven has offended the saint and is unwilling to condescend to come, so he sent his teacher to express his apologies."

When it comes to saints, his expression becomes more respectful, after all, the appearance of Su Xun will definitely change the pattern of heaven.

At least it will affect the emperor's attitude towards the ascending monks in the human world.

Their cultivators in the human world are expected to make their mark.

"It's really..." Han Suzhen couldn't help but care about face at this time.

Master Jian Qiu sighed: "The Emperor of Heaven is actually not much different from a mortal. He also has his own temper and personality, not to mention the Nuwa Empress."

If there was no Nuwa, the Emperor of Heaven would have crawled down to please Su Xun.

"Now that the head teacher is in Qinchuan County, should I accompany the ancestor now?" Han Suzhen asked tentatively.

Master Jian Qiu got up: "Let's go. I just can't remember how many years I haven't been to Qinchuan."

"Patriarch, in fact, there may still be a saint in the human world," Han Suzhen said suddenly.

Master Jian Qiu almost fell to the ground with a flash of his waist, looking at him incredible: "What did you say?"

"That's the national teacher of Datang, and the head teacher Zengyan has the same cultivation base as him." Han Suzhen said humanely.

He was extremely fortunate, fortunately there was Su Xun, otherwise they ran to Chang'an, it would be a gift.

"hiss--"

Master Jian Qiu took a breath.

It would be terrifying if it was so.

For tens of thousands of years, there was only one saint named Nuwa, but now two saints suddenly appeared in the world.

"Quickly, go to see the saint first, I want to report this matter back to the heavens as soon as possible," said Jian Qiu.

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After a cup of tea, Zhen Qiu Jian Qiu was accompanied by Zhen Han Su and Su Xun.

"Old Sword Autumn, see Saint."

Zhenqiu Jianqiu is like a schoolboy.

Su Xun asked indifferently, "What happened?"

"Given the saint, the emperor did not watch for a while and was blinded by the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. It almost became a catastrophe. If today the emperor knew that he was at fault, he had no face to see the saint, so he sent the old man to express his apology on his behalf."

Master Jian Qiu was very skillful in speaking, and he could not pull the Emperor to come forward, and turned into a come forward who knew that he was wrong. The two were completely different.

Su Xun smiled: "Go back and tell the Emperor that if he doesn't get down before sunset, he will go up."

"This..." Jian Qiu's face changed.

Su Xun said slowly: "You are the Patriarch of Tianyong City, I don't want to trouble you, let's go."

"Respect the life of a saint." Master Jian Qiu did not dare to entangle any more, bowed his hands, and slowly withdrew.

After Zhen Qiu returned to the heavens, he conveyed Su Xun's attitude to the emperor.

"Wow!"

The emperor swept the things on the imperial table to the ground: "I am the emperor of heaven! How can I ever have it?"

He has been aloof for tens of thousands of years, and let him go to the lower realm to ask Su for sin. This is simply wishful thinking!

In fact, no one would joke even after he went.

One is not.

The second is reasonable.

But other people wouldn't laugh at him, but the Emperor himself couldn't get through the hurdle in his heart.

Simply put, it means you can't put down the shelf.

Because he had been sitting in a high place for too long, even when facing Nuwa, he was neither humble nor overbearing.

But now let him go down and down.

Are you kidding me?

"There is one more thing to report to the emperor. There is very likely a third saint in the world. Saint Su once said that the Great Tang State Master is not weaker than him." Jian Qiu said.

The emperor's body stiffened.

The pressure of a saint on his head made him uncomfortable. Now that two saints come out at once, can he, the emperor of heaven, be healed?

As for why a saint went to Datang to become a national teacher, who knows what the saint will do, how can they be able to guess.

"I ask the emperor to take the overall situation as the most important, and go to the world to pay homage to the saint." An old man said.

"I ask the emperor to put the overall situation first and go to the world to pay homage to the saints!"

"I ask the emperor to put the overall situation first and go to the world to pay homage to the saints!"

Others followed suit one after another, all walked to the middle of the High Heaven Hall to petition, sound like a mountain whistling a tsunami.

They don't want to be implicated by the emperor, and they don't want to see great turbulence in the heavens.

Looking at the hundreds of civil and military officials under the pressure, the veins of the heavenly emperor's hands on the imperial table burst.

His face was cold, and three words were almost squeezed out between his teeth: "I won't go."

He is cold-hearted, mean-hearted, and extremely self-conscious. It's okay for these priests to not unite to force him, but once they force him, he will not bow his head.

He is a dignified emperor, how can he be swayed by a group of courtiers?

In that case, where is the majesty of the Emperor?

With Nuwa, he didn't believe that Su Xun could really make it to heaven.

If it does come, Nuwa will never sit idly by.

In that case, what is he afraid of?

For a while, the entire High Heaven Hall was silent.

"Emperor..." God of Wealth wanted to persuade.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at him so coldly.

Under the gaze of the Emperor, the words behind the God of Wealth were swallowed abruptly, and he dared not say anything.

Because he suddenly remembered something.

Seven thousand years ago, a **** angered the emperor and was dragged on the spot to cut Sendai and be cut.

If he dared to finish his sentence, he would most likely be the next **** to slash Xiantai because of his rebellion against the emperor.

"I, wait here; wait, wait here, I see if he will come!"

The emperor sat back on the dragon chair with a sonorous tone.

The gods below had no choice but to quietly retreat to where they belonged.

Everyone was silent, the atmosphere in the High Heaven Hall was low and depressed, as if the sky was about to collapse.

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