Reborn Willow God, Great Antiquity Signed for Thousands of Years

Chapter 97 The Heavenly Court Restarts, and the Heavenly Emperor Stands (Subscription Required)

"How is this going?"

Everyone looked at the statue in amazement, not knowing what happened.

Qin Wantianjun also showed surprise in his eyes, and looked at each other with a group of senior brothers, and found that they were also clueless.

Zhao Gongming looked at the statue and shook his head slightly: "There is no fluctuation in the mana, so it can be concluded that someone is not playing tricks in the dark."

The fairy who was following him widened her eyes, "Could it be that Saint Nuwa appeared?"

Qin Wan nodded in agreement, looked at the guests and said in a cold voice: "You see, Empress Nuwa doesn't want to accept your incense! It must be your disrespect for saints that made her feel unhappy. You should hurry up." To make amends and offer incense?”

Before the words fell, there was another bang in the temple, but it was the statue of the leader of Jiejiao, Shangqing Saint, who also turned around.

"This……"

Qin Wantian was dumbfounded, why did he also recite the statue of his master?

Could it be that I was wrong?

Liu Bai sat on the desk, feeling a little amused.

It was not his handwriting to carry the idol, but Nuwa and Tongtian felt the power of the incense here, and discovered Liu Bai's existence, so they took the initiative to carry the idol.

These two saints are friends with Liu Bai in the same generation, how can they receive his incense.

It's just that Liu Bai didn't intend to go to offer incense.

Although he was sitting generously behind the table, Qin Wantianjun and others could not notice him at all.

After thinking about it, he simply hooked his god statue and made it turn his back too.

For a moment, the three statues in the temple all showed their backs, and everyone in the square was so startled that they broke out in cold sweat.

The idol sits upside down, what is the meaning of this?

……

Thirty-three days away, in the vast chaos.

A majestic and magnificent Taoist temple was ups and downs in the chaos, and the palace plaque was written with three mysterious characters-Zixiao Palace.

In Zixiao Palace, six saints sit on the futons.

On the left are Laozi, a sage of Taiqing, Yuanshi, a sage of Yuqing, and Tongtian, a sage of Shangqing.

On the right side are the sage Nuwa, and the sages of the Western religion, the receiving sage and the Zhunti sage.

All six saints were silent, waiting for something quietly.

Suddenly, Tong Tian shook his head and chuckled lightly: "Fellow Daoist Changqing has disappeared for so long, so it turned out that it was You Hongchen who went."

"Oh? Where is Fellow Daoist Changqing now?"

Zhunti Shengren, the second leader of the Western Church, smiled and said: "After the lich ended, I also looked for Changqing Taoist, but after he placed the human race in Nanfang Buzhou, he disappeared without a trace, and the dragon saw his head The end is gone."

Tong Tian smiled slightly, "It may be that Fellow Daoist Changqing doesn't want to see you, your way of teaching in the West is too extreme, and it doesn't match the calm and indifferent temperament of Fellow Daoist Changqing. You want him to be the third leader of the Western Church , I’m afraid it’s not an easy task.”

Zhunti shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are joking. My Western religion is compassionate, and it should be consistent with the philosophy of Fellow Daoist Changqing."

Tong Tian glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Is that considered compassion?"

Zhunti smiled and said: "The lich slaughtered the human race, and my disciples of the Western Cult ran around to protect them well. How could it not be compassionate?"

Tong Tian turned his head and glanced at Nu Wa, with a playful smile on his lips, "Hey, then that disciple named Maitreya under your seat, in the name of protecting the human race, put the best human aptitude in his spiritual treasure bag If it hasn’t been released yet, does that count as mercy?”

Nuwa's eyes were fixed, and she said coldly: "Brother Zhunti, is this serious?"

Zhunti shook his head, the smile on his face remained unchanged, "Senior sister, don't misunderstand, Maitreya's actions just feel that it is inappropriate for all human races to stay in the map of the mountains and rivers. If this treasure is accidentally destroyed, he can also Some races are left behind, and there is a possibility that the human race will reproduce again in the future."

Nuwa sneered, "You mean that Fellow Daoist Changqing can't protect the map of the mountains and rivers, but that Maitreya can guard his broken bag?"

"Pindao didn't mean that, he just wanted to be on the safe side."

Zhunti smiled and said: "Of course, now it seems that Maitreya has indeed done useless work, and he also made the senior sister unhappy. After I go back, I will ask him to release all the human race.

Senior sister, please rest assured that the time in his innate universe bag is eternal, those human races will remain as they were when they entered, and will never be damaged.

I also ask the senior sister to see that he is also for the sake of the human race, so don't make things difficult for him. "

"Humph--"

Nuwa snorted coldly, stared at Zhunti and Jieyin and said, "I don't care if you compete for the luck of the human race, but it's best not to use these unsightly methods, otherwise..."

She didn't finish her words, but the meaning was beyond words.

At that moment, the already sad face of the leading saint became like a bitter gourd; and the smile on Zhunti's face that remained unchanged throughout the year also stagnated for a moment.

The three sages sitting cross-legged on the left, Laozi, Yuanshi and Tongtian, glanced at each other and were also surprised by Nuwa's reaction, but they were more of a gesture of sitting and watching the show.

In the matter of competing for the fate of the human race, the Sanqing, who have been separated for a long time, are surprisingly united, and firmly exclude the Western religion.

At this time, only a "dang" bell rang, and a figure of immortality appeared out of thin air above the head of the throne.

"Meet Master!"

"Meet the teacher!"