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Chapter 495 The Final Winner(2/2)

It's so bustling and bustling.

When Laojun stepped into the Lingxiao Palace, Li Pingan seemed to hear the sound of spring water in his ears. The figure in front of him turned into petals and quietly disappeared. A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly opened his eyes. There was peace in his eyes.

"Your Majesty is awake! Your Majesty!"

"Greetings to Your Majesty!"

Lingxiao Palace suddenly became very lively.



The news that Lao Jun entered the Heavenly Court soon spread throughout the Lord's Heaven and Earth.

Taiqing has become a saint, and Laojun is the incarnation of Taiqing. Rounding it all off is that the saint has directly settled in heaven, and heaven has no worries from now on.

However, Li Ping'an knew that Lao Jun did not enter the Heavenly Court to frighten Xiao Xiao.

Laojun is just trying to suppress the evil corpse of Hongjun.

After half a day of discussions in the Lingxiao Palace, Li Ping'an woke up and knocked on the big seal more than a dozen times without moving his buttocks from the throne.

There is also a small episode here.

Li Ping'an looked at the memorial and found that the two human emperor generals Dongwang and Yushi, who were given to Feng Bo and Yu Shi, were not qualified for the mid-level divine positions, and the more than 20 ancient human heroes from the original Qunxian Pavilion were not qualified for the low-level divine positions. He immediately expressed himself

dissatisfaction.

The King of the East reported: "Your Majesty, although my ministers enjoy a very high reputation among the human race, the human race is not the heaven, and the heaven must have the rules of the heaven."

Li Pingan said: "Heaven is the heaven of the human race. The human race is the main body. The number of heavenly soldiers and generals born from the human race cannot be less than 80%! This is the red line of the heaven in the future! The human emperor will burn himself to protect the heaven and earth. How can all the ministers be in the heaven?

Suffering such cold treatment?"

So with a stroke of the pen, the big seal was struck, and six high-level divine positions and eighteen intermediate-level divine positions were sealed, and all ministers were placed in important positions in the heaven, leaving no one idle.

Anyone with a discerning eye can certainly see that this is a harmony between the Emperor of Heaven and the King of the East, in order to stabilize the morale of the human race's military and highlight the importance of the Emperor of Heaven.

But this works really well.

At least if something like this is spread, it will help enhance the trust of the human race in the Emperor of Heaven.

After handling such official matters, Li Ping'an sent away the ministers, saying that he and Laojun had important matters to discuss, leaving only him and Laojun here.

Lingxiao Palace is wrapped in the power of heaven.

He came down from the high platform and bowed his head to Laojun.

"Meet my uncle."

The old man returned the salute and said warmly: "Your Majesty is very polite. In the future, I ask you not to salute the poor man. The poor man is a minister of the heaven and cannot affect your majesty's prestige."

"Prestige is not gained through this."

Li Ping'an sighed softly, his tall and straight figure feeling a little more calm.

He hurriedly asked: "How are the two sides?"

"Hongjun's evil corpse has been temporarily sealed off by Pindao. Hongjun himself was seriously injured by fellow Taoist Taiqing. However, it is still difficult to keep Hongjun in the sea of ​​chaos."

Laojun said slowly:

"Comparing the two, Hongjun's evil corpse is more worried. He has taken root in the way of heaven since ancient times, and now he has assimilated 30% of the way of heaven.

"Pindao will be permanently stationed in Heaven from now on and will be banned from time to time."

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Then it all depends on Laojun."

The old man shook his head with a smile and took out a small purple gourd from his sleeve: "Here are some nine-turn elixirs that can help your majesty recuperate his soul."

"Thank you so much, Laojun," Li Ping'an took it with both hands and said, "With Laojun sitting in heaven, I can rest assured that I can go into seclusion."

"Where will your Majesty go to retreat?"

"Immortal volcano."

Li Pingan sighed:

"I want to understand the method of Nirvana, find a way to turn the Phoenix Clan's fighting body into the power of my own body, and then attack a higher realm with all my strength.

"Kunpeng gave me the inspiration."

"Good," the old gentleman said warmly, "Kunpeng's crisis has been successfully passed this time, the origin of heaven and earth has become much thicker, and the life of heaven and earth will last longer. Your Majesty, please do not be in a hurry to practice."

Li Ping'an smiled bitterly: "Can you not be anxious? The Emperor of Heaven is not a chess player. He is restricted in everything and cannot be comfortable. I don't want to have to rely on others to work hard every time."

"Alas, even poor Taoists have failed in what happened to Xuanyuan."

Laojun said slowly:

"The poor Taoist must ensure that fellow Taoist Taiqing can suppress Hongjun. Hongjun still has many important treasures, so he can only distribute this kind of spiritual power, which is not as good as that of a semi-saint."

"This has nothing to do with Uncle Master and Laojun."

Li Pingan said:

"Lao Jun appeared from the Lord's Heaven and Earth at that time, and I understood this.

"On the straight line from Xuandu City to the main heaven and earth, several small heavens and earth were moved away in advance. Only Tai Chi Diagram can do this without leaving any trace.

"I just didn't expect that the game would be broken in the end because the Transcendent took a step back, and...Hongjun actually..."

The old man said in a deep voice: "I don't know what the transcendent person wants. Absorbing the remnants of the world should not be his ultimate goal. There are many fogs here, and even a poor man can't see clearly."

"Oh?" Li Ping'an asked, "What do you mean, Laojun, that his retreat was a calculated move?"

"That's right," the old gentleman said, "the chaotic beast that blocked Kunpeng from leaving was actually driven by Fuxi's Good Corpse, and Fuxi's life and death are unknown. If the real body dies, why can the Good Corpse survive alone? There are really too many mysteries here.

It was hard to tell for a while.”

Li Ping'an nodded slowly and said with a smile: "I don't want to think about it for the moment. A single Hongjun can make the world bloody. If I, the transcendent teacher, really attack, I really don't know how terrifying it will be... By the way,

How is Zixiao Palace?"

"The Zixiao Palace is temporarily under the control of Taoist Taoist Taoist Taiqing, and the consecration of the five sect leaders is proceeding smoothly."

Laojun smiled and said:

"According to Taoist Taoist Taoist Taiqing's wishes, the Six Saints will return together later, probably in five or six hundred years."

"So fast?"

"The number of the previous thousand years was determined by Hongjun in order to give him some time to seize the way of heaven."

Li Ping'an was startled for a moment, and then laughed dumbly:

"No wonder, I feel that Hongjun was too impatient, which led to many flaws in his layout from ancient times to the present at the last moment.

“So that’s how it is.

"I almost forgot that after the Sixth Cult Leader returns as a saint, his plan to seize heaven will no longer be able to be carried out. His evil corpse will probably be directly suppressed by the Sixth Cult Leader.

"Furthermore, if my master and uncle are later promoted to saints, Hongjun won't have the slightest chance. The two heavenly saints are enough to keep him and my transcendent teacher away.

"Thinking about it this way, my teacher also intends to leave, right?

"It's interesting. It turns out that the Transcendent Teacher forced Hongjun to use the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Not only was it to make the Six Leaders lose the opportunity to attack the Great Saint, but he also forced Hongjun to use various back-up tactics and impatiently take action..."

Laojun nodded slowly and said with a smile: "It seems that Heaven has won this matter, but in fact, you, the teacher, are the ultimate winner."

Li Ping'an was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

"Hongjun is not dead yet, and he dare not return to the ancient world, but the detached people in the sea of ​​chaos are still stronger than the saints of the Great Dao."

Li Ping'an was slightly startled.

Ah this!

Hongjun seeks the way of heaven, and those who are transcendent seek Hongjun!

Hongjun... old slave?

He subconsciously looked in the direction of Xuandu City.

At the same time, in a hidden secret in the Chaos Sea.

Hongjun was sitting cross-legged in a large cauldron, his figure was ups and downs, and his breath was sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

A figure appeared strangely near the cauldron, walked half a circle with his hands behind his back, and shouted with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist, are you healing?"
Chapter completed!
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