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

The heaven beyond the heaven, in front of the fetal membrane of heaven and earth.

All the saints appeared here almost at the same time.

The saints’ magical powers were invincible in the prehistoric world. Wherever they wanted to go, it was just a matter of thought.

All the saints looked at each other and bowed to each other as a greeting, but they did not talk to each other, but stepped directly into the chaos.

They would not waste time chatting here after being summoned by Hongjun Daozu.

Unlike Haotian, who still needed Hongjun’s guidance to find Zixiao Palace.

The moment the saints stepped into the chaos, the location of Zixiao Palace, which was no longer covered by Hongjun on weekdays, appeared in the hearts of all the saints.

The next moment, all the saints appeared in front of Zixiao Palace.

The gate of Zixiao Palace was open, and it was obvious that it was meant to let the saints in.

Unlike the magic of Zixiao Palace’s preaching in the past, Zixiao Palace at this time was just like an ordinary Taoist temple.

In the distance, Hongjun, who looked like an ordinary old Taoist priest, was already sitting on the platform.

"Meet Master Hongjun."

The saints bowed together and saluted Hongjun.

"Hmm!" Hongjun nodded slightly and responded.

The saints then stepped forward one by one and sat down on the cushions in front of the platform in the same order as when they had listened to the teachings before.

"I wonder what the teacher has summoned me to discuss this time?"

Laozi, who was sitting in the front, was the first to speak after sitting down and asked.

Behind him, Yuanshi, Tongtian, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti all looked at Hongjun when they heard the words.

They always remembered that when Hongjun was in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, he said that he would not come out unless there was a great catastrophe.

But now...

"Not long ago, Haotian came to my Zixiao Palace." Hongjun looked at the six saints below with an expressionless face and said softly.

"Haotian came to me to complain that one of you was not a saint and plotted against him, and asked me to help him."

As soon as these words came out.

The six saints below all had different expressions.

Laozi's face was calm, Yuanshi's expression was gloomy, Nuwa seemed to be smiling, Jieyin's face was sad, and Zhunti's face was smiling.

Hongjun on the Taoist platform saw all this, but he did not say anything, and continued to speak expressionlessly.

"Yuanshi... Zhunti... do you two have anything to say?"

After hearing Hongjun directly point out the names of the two saints.

Yuanshi and Zhunti were both startled. Yuanshi, who was originally gloomy, suddenly became a little cold, and Zhunti's smile on his face was also frozen.

Obviously, he did not expect Hongjun to point out his name.

"Disciple does not accept!"

"Disciple pleads guilty!"

Yuanshi and Zhunti bowed at the same time, but the words they said were completely different and opposite.

The moment the words fell, the two even looked at each other in surprise.

Yuanshi looked at Zhunti who confessed his guilt in surprise, as if he was questioning, "Little brother, what's the matter? Why did you confess so quickly?"

Zhunti looked at Yuanshi in great surprise, and his eyes were even more strange and unusual, as if he was saying, "Little brother, the Taoist Patriarch has personally asked about it, and you dare not obey?"

The other four saints on the side looked even more strange.

Laozi and Jieyin were fine, both of them were in a very good mood, and the ones who made mistakes were their junior brothers, one with a blank expression and the other with a sad face.

And Nuwa on the side had a look of watching a good show.

As for Tongtian, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter and laughed out loud in the Zixiao Palace.

On the Taotai, Hongjun's expression did not change at all when facing the completely different answers from Yuanshi and Zhunti.

Whether it was Yuanshi's dissatisfaction or Zhunti's confession, Hongjun's expression did not change at all.

It was as if the previous question was just to ask the two saints if they had anything to say, and as for their thoughts, it was irrelevant.

Hongjun just sat cross-legged on the high platform and continued to speak calmly: "The saints are responsible for educating the prehistoric world and maintaining the operation of the prehistoric heavenly way."

"Saints without virtue will do more harm than good to the prehistoric world."

"And this time, the prehistoric heavenly way will naturally feel the plot against the Emperor of Heaven, and send down a killing disaster. Soon, there will be a killing disaster of immortals."

"Immortal killing disaster?"

As soon as Hongjun said this, the other saints who were watching the show below could not sit still.

"May I ask the teacher, what is the killing disaster of immortals?" Nuwa asked directly.

"The killing disaster of immortals... is the prehistoric disaster!" Hongjun answered softly.

"It's just that it's not the time for the Great Tribulation yet. Although the Heavenly Dao has felt it and sent down a killing disaster, the scale of this killing disaster of the gods will be much smaller than the Great Tribulation."

"And it will mainly be concentrated in your disciples."

"This..."

Hearing Hongjun's answer.

The faces of the saints who were watching the show suddenly changed slightly.

Tongtian even hurriedly asked: "Teacher, this time the gods"The scope of the immortal killing intention is all of our saints' disciples?"

Hongjun nodded slightly.

All the saints present had gloomy faces.

Even Laozi Jieyin was no exception. One frowned, one looked even more miserable, and Tongtian's face was even gloomier at this time.

The three saints all have their own Taoist traditions.

Laozi was fine. Although his Taoist tradition had spread among the prehistoric human race, there was only one disciple of the human sect, Xuandu Dafa.

With Xuandu Dafa's quasi-saint cultivation, even if he faced a catastrophe, there would not be too much problem.

As for the Taoist tradition he passed down among the human race, for Laozi, It is a pity to face the calamity, but I will not care too much about it.

But the Western Sect that led to the guidance of Zhunti and the Jie Sect of Tongtian are different.

The Western Sect is the only one in the entire Western land. Although there are not many elite disciples, the prosperity of the Taoism.

It is definitely the first among all the saints.

And the Jie Sect of Tongtian is also extremely prosperous. The number of direct disciples and inner disciples under the sect is not large.

But the outer disciples of Jie Sect are tens of thousands.

And in the entire East China Sea, there are countless people who have the relationship of preaching and teaching with him.

Once this calamity comes, how many people can survive the killing calamity of the gods and immortals.

As for Nuwa, although she had never established a lineage, since Hongjun said that he was a disciple of all saints, he naturally included her.

Nuwa could not help but think of the human race.

As the Holy Mother of the human race, in a sense, all the human races in the prehistoric world can be considered her lineage.

Thinking of this, how could her face look good?

As for Yuanshi and Zhunti.

The two of them looked extremely ugly, looking at Hongjun in disbelief.

They never thought that they had only calculated Haotian a little bit, but it would actually trigger some kind of immortal killing disaster.

And it was a disaster focused on their disciples. .

For a moment, all the saints were quiet.

And all the saints were smart people, so naturally no one jumped out to say that it was Yuanshi Zhunti who had lost his virtue this time, and that the two of them should be the ones to deal with the disaster.

Hongjun made it very clear that this was the Heavenly Dao feeling that sent down the killing disaster...

Even if they argued fiercely here and put all the blame on Yuanshi Zhunti, it would not be possible for the Heavenly Dao to change.

Well!

All the saints were smart people.

Is it the will of Heaven?

One by one, the saints looked at Hongjun Daozu on the Taotai, and without any hesitation, they bowed down directly.

"Please show mercy to Daozu and give us a strategy to deal with the killing disaster of the gods."

All the saints bowed down, and Hongjun on the Taotai did not change his expression, and did not say a word, and the saints did not move.

After a few breaths, the saints heard Hongjun sigh slightly.

Although Hongjun had not spoken yet, the saints felt relieved.

"Well! "

Hongjun spoke softly, and then his mind moved, and an invisible force enveloped the saints.

At this moment, even Laozi, Jieyin and Nuwa, the three true saints, were helped up without any resistance.

Although the saints who were helped up looked at Hongjun eagerly, only they themselves knew the turbulent waves in their hearts.

Hongjun did not care about the psychology of the saints at all. After helping the saints up, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure that looked like a list suddenly appeared in front of the saints.

"This is the Heavenly Book Conferred God List, which has 365 heaven and earth gods on it." Hongjun said softly.

"Those who are on the Conferred God List will be pulled into it after they die in this immortal killing calamity, and their true spirits will be reshaped into gods and become the gods of heaven for the heaven to drive. "

"You fill the 365 names on this Conferred God List, and this immortal killing calamity will end here. "

After Hongjun finished speaking, he closed his eyes, obviously letting the saints discuss it themselves, and he didn't want to hear anything.

The saints looked at the Conferred God List in front of them. With their realm, although the Conferred God List had not been refined, they could see the effect of the Conferred God List at a glance.

Although Hongjun only said that those who entered the Conferred God List and became true gods would be driven by the Heavenly Court, but... driven is a good word, and the more unpleasant one is slavery.

And...

The names on the Conferred God List were not written casually. Although the Conferred God List itself is only a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, it has restrictions set by Hongjun.

Even if the saints want to write their names on it, they can only write some names that are connected by fate, such as disciples and grandchildren.

Looking at the Conferred God List in front of them, the saints looked at each other. Although their faces looked better than before,...

The saints hadAll kinds of thoughts came up.

"My disciple Xuandu is the only one, he should not be on the list." Laozi spoke first, and his meaning was very clear.

This list of gods...you come to sign, I will not participate!

Although Laozi's meaning was concise and clear, the saints could not refute it.

After all, Laozi did have only Xuandu as a disciple, whether from humanitarian considerations or from Laozi's possible revenge in the future.

They obviously could not force Laozi to write Xuandu on the list of gods.

Following Laozi, Nuwa also spoke directly.

"I have no Taoist tradition in the prehistoric world. There are no other disciples around me except my mount. I can't do anything about this list of gods."

Like Laozi, Nuwa was straightforward.

And similarly, the saints had nothing to say.

After all, Nuwa was right. She had no disciples, so whose name should she write?

After Laozi and Nuwa spoke, the other saints stopped talking.

After all, they all inherited the Taoist tradition and could not shirk their responsibilities with such excuses.

Even though Jie Yin wanted to exempt the Western Church from this matter, but... when he thought that Zhunti was one of the causes of this incident, Jie Yin could not say anything.

Besides, it was not his turn to speak about this matter.

After Zhunti pondered for a while, he walked forward with a calm face and wrote down dozens of names on the Conferred God List.

The saints were stunned.

But...

They had never heard of any of the names written by Zhunti on the Conferred God List.

However, with the saints' magical powers, they only made a little calculation and found out all the people written by Zhunti clearly.

Then...

All the saints looked at Zhunti in confusion.

Because among the dozens of names written by Zhunti on the Conferred God List, the highest level of cultivation is only a celestial being, and most of them are even at the level of earthly immortals.

Yes!

That's right.

These celestial and earthly immortals are all disciples of Zhunti, or in other words, the entire Western Church is all disciples of Zhunti.

If Zhunti is willing, he can even have countless mortal disciples.

This is definitely an advantage that other saints don't have.

The saints watched Zhunti's pen move, and one by one his names were signed on the Conferred God List, and suddenly...

The saints felt that Zhunti was getting this position for free.

After all, although this position of heaven and earth is driven by the heavenly court, it is still a righteous god, and its life span is like that of a golden immortal, and it is as long as the sky.

These earthly immortals and celestial immortals have such an opportunity, and they all have to laugh.

Moreover, judging from Zhunti's posture, he can take all the names on the Conferred God List by himself, and even if there are ten or a hundred more, he can accept them all.

But...

This scene.

Even Hongjun on the Taoist platform couldn't stand it.

This is the Conferred God List, which conferred the gods of heaven and earth, not a list of freeloaders.

Hongjun opened his eyes, and his mind moved. Zhunti, who was writing happily and excitedly, stopped and couldn't move.

However, the names written by Zhunti on the Conferred God List disappeared one after another.

"The Conferred God List conferred the gods of heaven and earth. Those with shallow blessings and weak foundations have no chance to be on it."

After saying that, Hongjun closed his eyes again.

The power that bound Zhunti also disappeared. Looking at the empty Conferred God List, Zhunti had a trace of regret in his eyes.

Then...

He turned around, looked at the saints with a sad face, and said: "Brothers, you have seen it, it's not that I don't want to sign this Conferred God List."

"It's really that my Western followers are not up to the task, each with a weak foundation and shallow blessings, and have no chance of signing this Conferred God List!"

As he said this, Zhunti shook his head, as if he was very disappointed that he couldn't sign this Conferred God List.

Of course... it could also be that he was really disappointed that he didn't succeed in getting it for free.

Looking at Zhunti's appearance.

Not to mention other saints, even Lian Yin looked at his junior brother with some helplessness in his heart, and a very strange thought came to his mind.

"Maybe one day when my junior brother completely throws away his face, it will be the time for him to cut off the three corpses and prove the truth."

The moment this thought appeared, it was directly crushed by Jie Yin and then expelled from his mind.

Shamelessly cutting off the three corpses, that scene, just thinking about it, is terrifying for Jie Yin's state of mind.

It is better that this kind of thing...does not happen.

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