Create a Flood: Start from Fooling Saints to Create the World

　　At this time, the gate of the dojo opened.

　　The two boys were already waiting there.

　　A famous saint fell, and two boys bowed.

　　Fuxi and the three of them glanced at the two boys and felt a wave in their hearts, but they finally held back.

　　Maybe Heaven is indeed a chance for the two, but it's just maybe.

　　Jiang Chen's words were so attractive that they had no reason to refuse. As for the two boys, Daozu's boy may be very important, but that's it.

　　Wave your hand lightly.

　　The next moment, two auras fell into their hands.

　　Haotian and Yaochi were stunned for a moment, then quickly bowed.

　　"Thank you, Your Majesty Fuxi, for the gift!"

　　Speak with a grateful voice.

　　And Fuxi's figure has completely stepped into the Zixiao Palace.

　　Soon, with the nine people stepping in, the gate of Zixiao Palace closed with a bang, even the two Daotong were directly locked out, obviously the next thing would have nothing to do with them.

　　In Zixiao Palace.

　　The original six futons became nine.

　　Hongjun had already been waiting in the first place.

　　Sitting cross-legged, surrounded by auspicious clouds, it seems that countless Yuan will come and have not changed.

　　It's just that when their eyes converge on this Taoist ancestor, they can't help but feel a little different, especially Sanqing.

　　If this person is really that person, the three of them don't know how to face it, because Sanqing is Pangu, but Pangu is not Sanqing.

　　As for other people's mood, there are some ups and downs.

　　But obviously, Hongjun didn't care about this at all, and didn't even mention it. He glanced at the nine people, and didn't take into account the thoughts of these saints, but spoke lightly.

　　"If today's earth has been completed, it is a blessing for Daoist Nuwa to open the sky again, but the postponed conferring of gods should continue to be put on the agenda."

　　Hongjun's words were indistinct, spreading around with endless rhythm.

　　A well-known saint who was present couldn't help but feel a change in his face.

　　Slightly pondered.

　　Still Tongtian couldn't help but speak.

　　"Dao, teacher, this battle of conferring gods started because of boundless calamities. Generally speaking, the overload of the flood and wilderness was too great. Just like in the past, the dragon and phoenix three clans occupied too many worlds, so there was a dragon and phoenix catastrophe, and so did the two lich clans. , Nowadays, there are few people in Daluo, and there is the luck of the human race in Sanhuang Town, so there is no need to worry about the infinite calamity, so there is now the infinite calamity. , and immeasurable calamities are caused by the overload of heaven and earth, and now that the disciples have opened the sky, and Junior Sister Nuwa has also opened the sky, the prehistoric world should have appeared without overload."

　　Tongtian's words are filled with doubts, but also with concentration.

　　Putting aside the strange color before, for him, even he knows that for his disciple, the most important thing is this.

　　If the gods remain.

　　So what is the significance of his disciple's busy work these days?

　　And his words instantly silenced the others.

　　Even primitive.

　　Seriously, conferred the gods, although the result was a great victory for the teaching, but if possible, who would want him to enlighten.

　　No matter how small the loss is, it is also a loss.

　　The best way, of course, is to not turn on 100.

　　And looked at a famous saint in silence.

　　Hongjun looked around, paused for a moment, and then spoke again.

　　"The Infinite Tribulation has been reduced. This time, the conferred God is not because of the Infinite Tribulation, and the prehistoric world is currently expanding. The heaven needs to be re-established to threaten the operation of the prehistoric world!"

　　Hongjun's voice spread throughout the entire Zixiao Palace.

　　And listening to the words of this Taoist ancestor, the nine people couldn't help being shocked.

　　Hongjun's words were very simple and straightforward, and these saints naturally understood at this moment.

　　The heavenly court needs to be established, and the conferred gods need to be opened.

　　But that's all.

　　There is no Shinto.

　　The meaning is obviously completely different.

　　The previous battle of conferring gods was to let a large number of immortals follow the divine way, so as to reduce the number of immortals between heaven and earth as much as possible, so as to alleviate the generation of countless calamities.

　　And not this time.

　　This means that there is only a battle of conferred gods, and there is no divine way.

　　All of a sudden, the saints couldn't help but get excited.

　　"What do you mean, teacher??"

　　Yuan Yuan opened his mouth with hesitation. He felt that his body was shaking. It was excitement and excitement.

　　"The conferred gods must be opened. Three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods need to be conferred, the heavenly court will be re-established, and the prehistoric universe will be ruled. Let's discuss it, who should be in charge of this gods list, and how should this heavenly court be rebuilt?!"

　　Without answering the original words, Hongjun spoke again.

　　And this kind of no answer is obviously the best answer.

　　Excited, really everyone is excited.

　　If there is no divine way, the so-called conferring gods is undoubtedly a great good thing. Whoever occupies the heavenly court is orthodox, and whoever can dominate the entire flood.

　　This is true whether it is explaining teaching, blocking teaching, or the currently unknown Western teaching.

　　In the entire Zixiao Palace, the scene suddenly entered a very strange situation.

　　No, maybe it shouldn't be said to be a weird situation, but the battle for the front started quietly at this moment. This is a battle of great religions and a battle of the future.

　　A supreme existence occupies the future and sees a certain kind of future. Now they just want to take the future, or the future that belongs to him, in their own hands.

　　It's not about right or wrong, and it's not about virtue.

　　This is a fight.

　　............

　　(Almost [-] words, it’s almost, but it’s still a big chapter! I beg for the first order, and there are more to come!).

Chapter 58

　　"Teacher, since this heaven is going to be built, I think it is very suitable for me to intercept the teaching. I intercept the teaching and inherit the unity of heaven and man. I advocate that the upper way has no virtue, and the lower way is only virtuous. Fifty-nine and forty-nine are fixed numbers, and there is a chance of life. Escape, the doctrine of interception is to intercept this ray of vitality. It has evolved into the Six Paths and enjoys the reputation of "there is no distinction between teachings, and ten thousand immortals come to the dynasty."

　　"Junior brother, this statement is a bit false, my teaching is more suitable, and your teaching is a bit unorthodox: people with hair and horns, people who are wet and egg-born, can all live together in the same group. Insulting Heavenly Court's reputation, but the teacher wants to rebuild Heavenly Court, not the Demon Court."

　　Primitive smiled lightly.

　　And his words undoubtedly made Tongtian sect master angry.

　　"Original, what did you say?"

　　He looked at this one with some dangerous eyes.

　　At this time, Tongtian has enough confidence, even if the same plot happens, he is not the same as before.

　　"Two senior brothers, since the Heavenly Court is going to be rebuilt, how about we discuss together!"

　　As the two quarreled, Zhunti's smiling voice came out immediately.

　　Although he was trying to smooth things out, he was probably the only one who knew what it meant.

　　Others are silent.

　　Even the three emperors did not speak.

　　As for Hong Jun, who was sitting high, he was pondering and didn't know what he was thinking about.

　　Until Babel and Primitive were about to fight.

　　Hongjun just opened his mouth.

　　"All right!"

　　The faint voice came out with invisible fluctuations, and the entire Zixiao Palace was quiet for a while.

　　The eyes of the saints finally converged on Hongjun.

　　And Hongjun looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, and then looked at Tongtian Cult Master, his eyes finally fell on the three emperors.

　　"Fuxi, tell me, since the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, the affairs of the heavenly court naturally also have the affairs of the human race."

　　The words spoke again.

　　With the sound, everyone once again focused their attention on Fuxi.

　　Fuxi also got up immediately.

　　"teacher!"

　　"Teacher, you said that the protagonist of this world is the human race, and the affairs of the heaven are naturally related to the human race. I can deny that the heaven and earth will also be dominated by the human race!"

　　Fuxi did not speak immediately, but bowed slightly towards Hongjun, and the voice came out immediately.

　　And his words made the people around him feel a little puzzled.

　　Hong Jun's expression on the seat remained the same, and he did not change much.

　　But there was a pause.

　　Only when everyone's eyes turned back again, Hongjun nodded slightly.

　　"Yes!"