Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"Grand Senior Brother, the teacher said that the demon race has no morals and cannot continue to manage the Heavenly Court. As a saint of the demon race, it is not convenient for me to intervene in the matter of the Heavenly Court."

In the silence, Nuwa was the first to break the silence.

But when this was said, the other saints could not help but curse her as cunning in their hearts.

However, what Nuwa said was not unreasonable. Nuwa was the Queen of the demon race, and she had never withdrawn from the demon race.

Moreover, Nuwa's move also meant to withdraw from the competition for the thirty-six heavens.

Naturally, Laozi nodded.

The saints had no other opinions.

At this time, Jie Yin on the side also joined hands and said: "We in the West are willing to send someone to serve as the master of the Heavenly Court."

Although the saints looked down on the Heavenly Court, their Western countries were poor and naturally would not miss this opportunity.

On weekdays, such matters were handled by his junior brother, Zhunti Taoist, but this time Zhunti was not there, so Jie Yin naturally had to go out in person.

"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, the West is now barren. Although there are some talented people, they are still a little short of being the master of the Heavenly Court."

As soon as Jieyin finished speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun, who was standing beside him, said so.

Although the Heavenly Court, the saints of the Heavenly Dao, looked down upon them, they did not want to be taken over by the people of the West and sit on the honorable position of managing the prehistoric world.

"If that is the case, then I, the West, will only provide some manpower to help rebuild the Heavenly Court." Jieyin said, and then he closed his eyes and concentrated again.

"This..."

Yuanshi Tianzun paused, looking at Jieyin who closed his eyes again, and felt as if he had been calculated.

He turned his head and looked at Laozi.

Feeling Yuanshi's gaze, Laozi sighed. After all, the three corpses had not been killed. Not only in terms of magic power, but also in character and calculation, there was a gap between him and the real saints.

"It is a good thing that fellow Daoist Jieyin is willing to help rebuild the Heavenly Palace, but the Lord of the Heavenly Palace... since all Daoist friends are unwilling to interfere with the Lord of the Heavenly Palace."

"Then the position of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace... is destined not to be ours."

Laozi opened his eyes, swept in front of the saints, and fell on the two boys under the cloud platform not far away.

"Haotian, Yaochi, although you two are the teacher's boys, you are also worthy of being the disciples of the Taoist ancestor. Are you willing to be the Lord of the Heavenly Palace?"

When Laozi said this, not only the saints, but also Haotian and Yaochi were stunned.

Only Nuwa's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Laozi gloomily.

"I...we?"

Although they have been serving Hongjun in this Zixiao Palace for many years, their cultivation is that of a quasi-saint who has killed a corpse.

Naturally, they are not children who know nothing.

"Senior brothers, we still need to serve the master, how can we take on the duties of the Lord of Heaven."

Although they were very eager to leave Zixiao Palace and go to Honghuang, both Haotian and Yaochi shook their heads and refused.

At this moment, Hongjun, who had already left, appeared in Zixiao Palace again without knowing it.

"We can discuss the result." Hongjun said lightly.

"Teacher, I want to appoint Junior Brother Haotian and Junior Sister Yaochi to the position of the Lord of Heaven." Laozi said.

"Haotian, Yaochi..."

Hongjun groaned, then looked at his two boys below, and simply nodded and said: "In this case, Haotian, Yaochi, you two will serve as the Lord of Heaven."

"Everything is subject to the arrangement of the master." The two boys knelt down directly to Hongjun.

Then, under the gaze of the saints, Hongjun pointed with one hand, and immediately, the two children who were kneeling and looking up were no longer children, but young men.

The man had sharp eyes and eyebrows, and there was a sense of majesty between his eyebrows and eyes, and his body was wrapped with strands of golden majestic imperial aura.

But what surprised the saints was that these strands of imperial aura actually showed a faint dragon shape.

The woman on the side was graceful and elegant, with strands of phoenix breath surrounding her body, looking like a mother of the world.

The changes in the two made the saints look sideways.

They could see that such imperial aura and nobleness were not created by Hongjun's magical powers, but were born with them.

It was just that it was concealed before, and it was difficult to see because they were in the appearance of children.

The saints didn't understand at this time, and they all looked at Laozi who had an expressionless face on the side.

"From now on, Haotian, you are the Emperor of Heaven. I grant you the top-grade innate spiritual treasures, Haotian Mirror, Haotian Tower, and Haotian Seal, to manage the wilderness and maintain the operation of the Heavenly Dao."

"Yaochi, you sit on the throne of the Queen Mother of Heaven. I grant you the top-grade innate spiritual treasures, Tiandi Baochai, Suse Yunjie Banner, and innate spiritual root Pantao Tree, to assist Haotian in managing Heaven and sorting out yin and yang."

"Thank you, sir!" Haotian and Yaochi took the treasures and thanked Hongjun again.

Seeing that Hongjun had six top-grade innate spiritual treasures and an innate spiritual root in one move, all the saints felt a sense of relief.A deep malice surged up.

Originally, they thought that after the previous preaching and treasure distribution, Hongjun would have nothing, but now they saw... Hongjun's family background was beyond their imagination.

As a saint... they were so poor, it was really a pity!

After Hongjun Daozu bestowed the magic weapon, he turned his head and looked at the saints.

"Haotian and Yaochi are also my disciples. As your junior brothers and sisters, you should also help with the affairs of the Heavenly Court."

Yuanshi and Tongtian looked at each other in surprise.

In the previous Zixiao Palace, Nuwa and Jieyin both clearly stated that they would not participate in the affairs of the Heavenly Court, especially Jieyin, who was squeezed by Yuanshi.

The words of the saint will naturally not be violated.

At this time, the only ones who can help the Heavenly Court are the Three Pure Ones.

"Well! Yuanshi, Tongtian, you two come with me and leave one of your clones in the Heavenly Palace."

"Temporarily support the operation of this primitive universe. After Junior Brother Haotian and Junior Sister Yaochi build the basic structure of the Heavenly Palace, the three clones will live in seclusion in the Heavenly Palace."

When Laozi said this, Nuwa Jieyin cursed him in her heart.

The operation of this primitive universe still needs your support.

As for the three clones living in seclusion in the Heavenly Palace, for the saints, let alone three clones, even if there are more, it doesn't matter.

What's more, since they are all in seclusion, naturally don't disturb them whether there is something or not.

Without any responsibilities, they can legitimately enter the Heavenly Palace and occupy several layers of fertile land in the heavenly realm.

...

After all the saints left.

Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun looked at Haotian and Yaochi below and said calmly: "Have you two ever resented your senior brothers?"

"No."

Haotian and Yaochi shook their heads at the same time.

Haotian was naturally aware of the methods of the saints and the calculations of the Three Pure Ones. However, although he had been in Zixiao Palace for many years, he was able to cultivate to the level of a quasi-saint.

How could the two of them blame others?

Moreover, although he could not assign the Three Pure Ones clones stationed in the Heavenly Palace to do anything, just a name was enough to shock the prehistoric world.

For them at this moment, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

"No resentment is good!" Hongjun nodded.

"In that case, you two can go! Rebuild the Heavenly Palace and manage the prehistoric world as soon as possible." Hongjun said, pausing for a moment before continuing.

"The master is in harmony with the way of heaven and is practicing in seclusion. He will not come out unless there is a great catastrophe. If you two have any difficulties, you can go to the East China Sea to find the Taoist friend Changsheng."

Haotian and Yaochi were both slightly startled. They naturally knew Ao Changsheng.

As Hongjun's children, Hongjun rarely avoided the two of them when talking with the saints.

"In the future, for my sake, he may help you two."

After Hongjun finished speaking, he quietly disappeared in front of them without waiting for Haotian and Yaochi to react.

"Farewell, Master!"

Haotian and Yaochi bowed and saluted. After a few seconds, they stood up and looked at each other.

"Haotian, are we going to the prehistoric world now to rebuild the heaven?" Yaochi asked with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

"No, we are going to the East China Sea! To find the senior Changsheng that the master mentioned..."

Haotian did not have the confusion in Yaochi's eyes, but had an amazing look.

Yaochi was startled and looked at Haotian strangely.

Didn't the master say before that we can only go to find Senior Changsheng when we have difficulties?

…

The coast of the East China Sea.

"Is this the East China Sea? It is indeed vast..." Yao Chi looked at the vast East China Sea, feeling the blowing sea breeze, with a comfortable face.

Although Haotian on the side was not as happy as Yao Chi, there was also joy in his eyes.

Although he was born billions of years ago, he has been with Hongjun all the year round. Before Hongjun became a saint, he also walked in the prehistoric world for some time.

But since Hongjun became a saint.

They have been staying in Zixiao Palace all year round, and occasionally wandering in the chaos, but the prehistoric world is a long time in the future.

"Haotian, how can we find the senior's dojo?" Yao Chi turned to look at Haotian and asked.

"I heard that there were several battles that shocked the prehistoric world outside the dojo of Senior Changsheng." Haotian said in a deep voice.

"As long as we find a Daluo Jinxian in the East China Sea, we should be able to ask the location of Senior Changsheng's dojo."

After saying that, the two of them stood in the air and flew to the depths of the East China Sea at a very fast speed.

Both of them were quasi-saints, and they followed Hongjun. Their solid cultivation could almost make more than 90% of the quasi-saints in the prehistoric world ashamed.

In just three days, the two of them had already gone deep into the East China Sea.

Suddenly, Haotian and Yaochi looked up at the same time, frowned slightly and looked to the right.

"There seems to be something there?" Yaochi asked in confusion.

"Well, it's a very strange spatial fluctuation, not in the prehistoric world, but hidden in the void, and I feel the power of the saint from it."

Haotian frowned slightly.

In the prehistoric world, exceptApart from the saints, the two of them are definitely the ones who know the holy power best.

Not only have they been with Hongjun for billions of years, they have also seen the six saints of the prehistoric world more than once.

"Holy power..."

"Could it be the Taoist temple of Senior Changsheng?"

Yao Chi guessed with surprise.

"No... I haven't heard that Senior Changsheng's Taoist temple is hidden in the void, but the holy power of the East Sea..."

Haotian suddenly thought of the words of the saints he heard in front of the Zixiao Palace before, and vaguely, he seemed to have guessed something.

Haotian hesitated slightly, and then a firmness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Yao Chi, let's go and take a look."