Reborn To Be the King of Ancient Times

There was no anger in Hongjun's tone, but everyone heard a kind of coldness, heartlessness and terror. Sanqing trembled at the same time, and then lowered his head down. 365 people alone were already dead. There are 1080 people, 3600 people. It's like killing them can't get so many people.

"Master qizou, it's only the disciples and others who don't want to sign it, but this poor man elucidates the two religions, not to mention 365. Even if it's 65, we can't get together." Yuanshi Tianzun lowered his head and said such a word in fear.

The leader of Tongtian sect was in a hurry at that time: "what do you mean, second elder martial brother? Is it hard for me to explain that the two teachings are not enough, so let me cut them off to make up? "

At the beginning of the year, I had this meaning, but I didn't expect to let the head of Tongtian point it out on the spot. I really can't keep my face. He was also angry in his heart: "Laosan, you have a lot of followers. What's wrong with signing more than one? "

"Ha ha, is it difficult to say that the disciples you expound are the disciples, and the disciples I intercept are not? Why should I sign if you don't sign? "

"Presumptuous, I am your elder brother, how can you talk to me like this?"

"Oh, brother should be like a brother. Look at yourself..."

"All right!" Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel in the Zixiao palace, the supreme master quickly roared, and then arched his hand to Hongjun: "please forgive me, master! It's because the disciples and others don't want to sign the list. It's just that something happened suddenly. Can you give me some time to think about it carefully and see who can be on the list

Hongjun nodded: "but, within a hundred years, we will confer the title of God. A hundred years later, in this Zixiao palace, I want to see your list of gods. If not, the catastrophe will arise and no one can stop it. "

After listening to this sentence, Haotian suddenly reacted. Why can he come to the Zixiao palace smoothly and why does Hongjun help him to force Sanqing to sign. Moreover, it has to be signed.

In the heart immediately did not have the doubt, absolutely relaxed incomparably.

It's not that Hongjun really cared for himself, but that this list of gods is the general trend of the way of heaven. If Tongtian Yuanshi and others sign the list of gods, the catastrophe will not be avoided, but a lot of living power will be left in the future.

On the contrary, if they don't sign it, it will be a big disaster, and I'm afraid the two religions will not come to a good end.

In order to cut off the sect and destroy it, there were no disciples left, and most of the registered disciples were taken away by the Buddhists. Although hermeneutics won the battle of canonization, their disciples defected one after another. Although hermeneutics did not destroy it, it still existed in name. This is the decline of the great gate.

Sanqing nodded: "we will obey the orders of our teacher!"

"This list of deities is the holy treasure of heaven. In the future, Emperor Haotian will be in charge of it. You must do your best to help. If it's a hundred years ago, when you're negotiating to sign, go to Haotian. " With that, Hongjun handed the list to Haotian.

"By the way, I'll give you another thing." Big hands in the void. A wooden whip appeared in his hand. The whip is three feet, six inches and five minutes long, and has 21 sections. Each section has four runes, a total of 84 runes.

"It's called beating the whip, beating the demon, beating the monster, beating the ghost, beating the immortal, but not the human. This is also a sharp tool of Shinto, which is under the control of the emperor of heaven. "

Haotian took it with a little horror in his heart. You know, the whip and the list of gods are the things of Jiang Ziya. What happened when Hongjun gave him to himself? Is it hard to say that this God should be in heaven?

"Thank you, master!" No matter what, it's a little more down-to-earth in my heart.

"Well, that's very good. If you have nothing to do, you can go back. A hundred years later, Zixiao will open again. By then, the list of gods must be signed. Otherwise, you and other disciples will go to rob Zhongyi. " Hongjun waved.

After the saints left here, Haotian and Hongjun were left in Zixiao palace. Hongjun's breath of heaven gradually faded away: "Alas!"

"Master..."

"It's OK, this list of gods is originally a thing of the way of heaven. If you don't come, it will come out. If they sign it, it's OK. If they don't, it's dangerous. "

"Master, you..." Haotian lowered his head and suddenly felt that it was not good for him to do so?

"It's man-made, it's man-made. Let them decide for themselves. I've done it. " Hongjun shook his head: "OK, you can go too. Come back in a hundred years. However, I don't think Yuanshi tu'er and Tongtian tu'er will sign the list of gods in any case. It's up to you then. "

Haotian stood up, respectfully saluted Hongjun, and then slowly retreated from Zixiao palace.

Step just stepped out of the palace gate, behind is a chaos, no longer find Zixiao trace. Hongjun is no longer Hongjun. He is the way of heaven. He combines the way of heaven with his body. He just doesn't know whether the way of heaven is the way of heaven or not.

Step out, Haotian turns back to Lingxiao hall. This time, it's a great success. The next thing is to be careful.

In the flood and famine, the saints are separated at the entrance of the world, and Sanqing is still standing together. No one wants to leave. Lao Jun looked at his two brothers and shook his head slightly: "the meaning of master is very clear. I can't wait to sign it. "

"Elder martial brother, we really can't take out the three hundred and sixty-five." Yuan Shi took a look at the sky: "if the third younger martial brother could be more generous, maybe he would not be so embarrassed."

"Oh, more atmospheric? If the second elder martial brother signs your twelve golden fairies, I will sign them too. Isn't that 365? I've got a lot of interceptions. I can take out 1080 of them. " Tongtian hands negative, sword eyebrow a pick, the face of a rebellious color flash.

"You... I explain that all the people in my teaching are excellent people. What can you compare with the rabble of your teaching?" At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Tianzun did not show any weakness and directly attacked him.

"Mob? How can you say that I am a rabble? " Tongtian almost can't help but draw a sword at Yuanshi.

"What are you doing? Ah? What are you doing? " On one side, Lao Jun's angry beard trembled. He picked up the dust and gave it to a merciless man on Yuanshi's and Tongtian's head: "the old Taoist is still here. If you want to fight, go and fight in chaos, I won't stop you. It's noisy. It's noisy since Kunlun mountain. It's noisy even today. Sooner or later, if you don't quarrel with Sanqing, you won't quarrel. "