"Mr., the plan for the current situation is that only by launching another battle of luck and the decree of the saints can we calm the hearts of the people in the three thousand great worlds."

Xuandu sat upright on the clouds, and in front of him was a cloud table and chair formed by magic power gathering clouds. On the cloud table was a set of tea sets made of wind-shaped jade. This wind-shaped jade can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by itself, and is a good material for setting up top-level spiritual gathering arrays.

Now it is used as a tea set by Master Xuandu, just to retain the spiritual energy in the spiritual tea. If ordinary immortals see it, they may be cursing and wasting their resources. However, compared to the cup of tea, this tea set is a tiny and great witch. Tea is the "Awakening Tea" made of ginkgo branches and leaves planted in the Wa Palace back then. This thing is not only effective, but the production in the Wa Palace alone is enough to make people swallow their saliva secretly.

Yes, that's right, all the saints took most of the quasi-saints of the Three Realms and went to another source realm, leaving silently in order to prevent the barbarians and wild cultivators from the Three Thousand Great Worlds and billions of small worlds from being noticed, and have any thoughts that are bad for the Three Realms.

However, this disguise cannot be disguised for a long time. It has only been more than a thousand years. The three thousand worlds have not heard of the saints for too long. In addition, the Tongtian Sect Master washed the ground with them before leaving, and these people began to move again. Even decades ago, hundreds of great worlds jointly wrote a letter saying that the spiritual energy in the lower world is thin and the creatures are useless. Moreover, people in the remote world also have the idea of ​​serving the heavens, hoping that the upper world will ascense ascend.

How is this possible? The luck of the immortal world itself is losing. If those martyrs are allowed to come in, let them know that the saint is not there, and the creatures will be devastated by then.

Therefore, the quasi-saint of the Nine Heavens Great Dharma Holy Lord, the Master Xuandu, who was the emperor at that time, personally issued an order on behalf of the Emperor of Heaven, and scolded the worlds: not knowing the will of heaven and not knowing people's wishes, it is useless to the heavenly way. If you don't think about your own benefit, you should send the heavenly army to blame him.

By the way, I sent the Empress Yunxiao to take the Hunyuan Jindou and the Biyou Palace's imperial edict. Yuxu Palace also generously took out the Yuqing Holy Order, which instantly made all the quasi-saint immortals in the big and small worlds silent.

After the Yuxu Palace's grand discussion that day, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva went to the underworld to monitor the ancestor of the Styx; Empress Yunxiao held the reincarnation realm and sat in the judge's hall to examine the justice of life and death; Yang Jian sat in the Yuxu Palace, pretending to be the head of the Ancestor of the Sage and passed on the orders of the saints on behalf of the saints; and Master Xuandu was personally granted the title of "The Holy Lord of the Nine Heavens Hongfa, supervising the Immortal World, and having the power to kill all immortals.

As for other saints, they also have some places to go. The most important thing is that the Ten Palaces of Yama selected by the saint on that day was indeed very uncommon. For more than a thousand years, King Qin Guang of the First Palace quickly became a quasi-saint, and made great contributions to the divine palace and became the Nine Nether Palace Lord. This is why Xuandu called him the "Duanjun".

But now, no one knows who these Yama were in their previous lives, which is mysterious.

"What the Holy Lord said, Yunxiao and ten of us all agreed. Monk Dizang didn't care about this matter, he only focused on Hell and the Old Man of the Styx."

Without a crown and only wearing a black robe, he still couldn't hide the vast and vast aura. Jiang Zhen and Qin Guang, now in the throne of the underworld, are the real master of the underworld.

Xuandu smiled and said, "It's so great. I will go to the West soon to meet Duobao's junior brother soon and agree on the constitution. Let's use the saints' stay to perform a big show."

"Ha, why do you need this? The way the saint is still not as good as your master. If that old man is here, he will definitely use the power of the heavenly way to kill the rest of the breath left by several saints and go directly to the worlds of all sizes and wash them thoroughly. If you do this, you can control the barbarians who have never dared to cause trouble again." Jiang Zhen took a sip of the cup of tea and said slowly, with a little disdain in his tone.

After dealing with him for so many years, Xuan Du was not worried. He knew that Jiang Fujun was a qualified and powerful person. He didn't care about him and just said with a smile: "What the Fujun said is not that it is not possible, but the saint can only use it once. If it is used this time, after ten thousand years, the saint will not return. What should we do? I am afraid I can only fight hard and suffer the three realms, which is not what you and I want."

Jiang Zhen didn't answer, but just drank the cup of fairy tea on his own. The figure slowly dissipated. It was obvious that he used his great magical power to move back to the underworld, leaving only a lingering voice: "I don't know how many years can the Holy Lord hide this trick? Then we may not be able to stop it."

Xuandu held the teacup in his hand, and the smile on his face slowly dissipated. He sighed and said, "If you can control it for a while, just count it for a while, more than 4,000 quasi-saints are such a big problem."

After saying that, he shook his head, waved his sleeves, stored all the objects on the table, and turned his head and flew towards the Lingxiao Palace.

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In a few years, Dongsheng, Huaguoshan.

It's strange that there is a huge rock on the mountain that doesn't grow along with the mountain. It seems that someone has placed it there. In recent years, countless birds and beasts have been born, old, sick and dead. This stone remains unchanged, and even moss is not born on it, and it does not change its shape even if it blows against wind and rain.

But today, I heard a "boom" sound on the mountain, and many creatures were shocked and couldn't help but look up.

I saw a monkey flying from the mountain, and I was still shouting: "Ha, my grandson is finally out!"

"Ha, this monkey head is a bit meaningful, it's a good actor." There were more than ten people standing, sitting or holding on the clouds in the sky, all of whom were watching the scene happily.

"I asked my senior brother to write the storybook. I'll wait and see if this drama is so exciting." Yang Jian leaned on the clouds with a smile and said to Xuandu standing on the clouds.

Looking at it, Xuandu, Yunxiao, Yang Jian, Duobao Tathagata, Peacock Daming King, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Qiongqi, Great Sun Tathagata, Caifeng Fairy, Qin Guang, Chujiang King, Wheel-turning King, Equality King, almost recruited most of the guardians of the Three Realms designated by the saints that day.

Jiang Zhen had no expression on his face, but the black crown that day, wearing a black robe, his hands were placed in his sleeves, watching the monkey jumping around the mountain, with a light shining in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After hearing Xuandu's words, he didn't look back and just whispered: "Acts are dramas after all, and actors are actors after all. Only those who don't know the truth can act the truth. If we say that this matter should be handled completely, it will be neat and neat."

But everyone present could hear clearly no matter how low the voices were. After hearing this, Empress Yunxiao looked moved and walked up to pat Jiang Zhen on the shoulder and said, "Senior brother, why should I say this? I think the underworld is complicated and a little tired? Why would you choose a day, give yourself a vacation and have some rest."

Jiang Zhen turned his head and glanced at Yunxiao, shook his head, and stopped talking. If someone else could not touch his body, the Dharma image would be bounced away. Only the Queen Mother Yunxiao and the King of Equality who worked together could be so close.

But he didn't know what was wrong, Yunxiao always felt that there was a special meaning in Jiang Zhen's eyes when he looked at him.

"Forget it, everyone, let's see here first today. We should clean up and go on stage, but I just don't know... Are you satisfied with the audience? Haha" Xuandu waved his sleeves, and the afterimage slowly dissipated above the clouds.
Chapter completed!