Fantasy World Transmigration

"Who are you?" An old man next to Dizi Bojun suddenly jumped out, pointed at Dizimu's nose and said, "How can you speak in front of Dizi?"

As soon as he jumped out, he felt something was wrong.

"No, isn't that Di Zimu?"

"Why did I come out? Why are you so aggressive... Pointing at Di Zimu's nose, is it true that Emperor Donghua can't kill me?" As soon as he had this thought, he was distorted by an invisible evil thought: "Emperor Donghua What is it? I am relying on Emperor Ziyang, and I have the backing of Emperor Bojun, and now Dizimu is coming in menacingly, if I don't play the front for Emperor Bojun, how can I still have my position in front of Emperor Bojun in the future?"

The slightly approving gaze of the emperor Bojun behind him made him even more excited, but the demonic old man in the crowd quietly hid inside.

Di Zimu's self-cultivation is very good, the rash provocation not only didn't make him angry, but made him calm down even more. He was just about to explain the reason why he stood up to save Fan Wujie, but he saw the blood slaughter demon king suddenly Standing up like a dog leg, he said with serious eyes: "Presumptuous! My son's status is so noble, an old slave, how dare you offend Tian Yan!"

"Kneel down to the emperor!" The Wusheng leader stretched out a big black hand, crossed the white jade tower, and pressed the old man who spoke, the king of life.

A glint of anger flashed across Emperor Bojun's face, but his city was extremely deep, and he wanted Dizimu to show his notoriety in front of all living beings in the Ming and Barbarians, so he signaled his subordinates not to stop him. When Emperor Zimu just came out, Captain Qin stroked his long beard with a calm look.

But seeing the arrogant tone of the Wusheng leader and the blood slaughter demon, he abruptly pulled off one of his beards.

He stared dumbfounded at Di Zimu, who looked shy with his head bowed, and was inexplicably shocked. Is this still the shy and somewhat introverted shepherd boy in his impression? Emperor Donghua's family education is extremely strict, and he has always attached importance to his reputation among the common people in the prehistoric period. He does not allow his son to make friends with bandits, and rely on his status as the emperor's son to run amok.

Therefore, Di Zimu never had a group of doglegs flocking to him to do his best. On the contrary, his father's subordinates always asked him not to ignorant of Donghua Emperor's reputation.

When he went out to do errands as the emperor's son a few times, he was always low-key and polite.

Has there ever been such an arrogant and domineering time?

Now the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord is arrogant, and the leader of Wusheng is even more domineering. He doesn't even give face to the emperor Bojun, and he looks arrogant and domineering in front of countless monks from the immortal family. Di Zimu also felt that something was wrong, and he thought: "Brother Paotu and Brother Shansheng have good intentions, but the simple style of casual cultivators is still unavoidable, too rough and rude... still need to be educated by the heavenly court! Wait until When I go back, I must tell them well, treat people peacefully and beneficially, how can you be so arrogant and domineering?"

But there was an inexplicable excitement in his heart, a feeling that he was about to move.

"Now in front of Emperor Bojun, I can't let the two brothers lose face... I will save this for later. The overall situation is still the most important thing now...Emperor Bojun is so ambitious that he actually wants to collude with the Taoist sect." ! This wind can't last long... To make him realize his misplacement, it will inevitably have to be more intense, I think my father will understand me!"

The old man was already panicked and was about to bow his head and admit defeat!

But that strange evil thought moved again, and his heart was suddenly soaring, he knelt down involuntarily, bearing the strong pressure from that big black hand, the huge humiliation made him instantly angry, and he shot desperately !

The heart demon old man secretly activated his evil thoughts, making the old man murderous.

Jiao Demon King said coldly: "Yes... If the subordinates of Dizi Bojun kill Dizimu, the effect may be better... In this way, the two forces in the heaven will inevitably turn against each other. Originally, there was no such plan because Dizibo Jun has always been cautious, and will not easily conflict with Di Zimu, and Di Zimu has always kept a low profile, making it difficult to create conflicts."

"But I don't know what's wrong,

It turned out that these two people matched each other! "

"How can we let go of this opportunity?"

The old man's hair and beard were all stretched out, and his white hair fluttered in the wind. He said angrily, "It doesn't matter what you are. A mere servant dares to touch me and wants me to kneel down. The boy wants to die... "

He grasped with both hands, and two jets of air, one black and one white, spewed out from his nose. The black air turned into a vicious air, exuding a breath of death. The black mist turned into a sharp gun in his hand, pointing directly at the emperor In Zimu's heart, the black mist was extremely vicious. The Shenmu table around the old man, and the spiritual fruits and strange flowers on the table would turn into pus as soon as they touched the black mist.

You must know that with the prehistoric wealth, the sacred wood used to make the tables for the banquet in the heavenly court is the essence of the hundreds of millions of years old sacred tree that has obtained the essence of the oriental Yimu Jiamu. The most filthy blood, erosion and contamination, can only be regarded as sewage to wipe the table, don't think of polluting the vigorous vitality of these sacred trees.

But when encountering the evil spirit sprayed out of the old man's nose, it immediately turned into blood.

Fan Wujie immediately looked at him with admiration. Although he was licking dogs, he was like a servant in front of Emperor Bojun, but he was still a master, and he would not lose his strength just because he put down his body to lick.

The white air flow is even more aura of Gengjin in the West, it is extremely fierce, and if you touch it slightly, it is like countless magic knives scraping bones. , Wu Sheng cut off pieces of each other, a black mist turned into a long spear, and stabbed towards Di Zimu's heart.

Fan Wujie's heart was beating violently, and he quickly set up a cosmic light barrier in front of Di Zimu.

But in front of the black air, the eternal light barrier was like a thin piece of paper, broken inch by inch, and each inch was nearly a hundred years old...

Even Zhouguang True Water can be polluted!

Fan Wujie's heart was awe-inspiring, Zhou Guang's escape method was used to the extreme, and he rushed over, trying to block the blow for Di Zimu.

Di Zimu wasn't panicked, but seeing Fan Wujie sacrifice his life and rushing over, his heart warmed, and the doubts that had just arisen dissipated. He said in his heart: "Brother Wujie and the others are still from casual cultivators after all. I also know the ethos of casual cultivators. They have not been bathed in the etiquette education of the heavenly court. They are very domineering... Maybe they thought they were blindly doing it for me. It's for my own good to show off the pomp and preach domineering..."

"The evil spirit of the great witch!" Xuetu said slowly: "This is the fierce evil spirit of the ancient sorcerer's sacrifice, it is designed to break the middle of the monster clan, and the protective fire of the fire beasts like Suzaku."

The leader of Wusheng finally showed a serious expression. He sneered and said, "Emperor Bojun, you are so majestic, and our emperor is also your equal. Is your old servant so ignorant?"

"Tell you to kneel, you dare to fight back!"

The leader of Wusheng slashed out with a sword, and the light of the sword shook slightly. The black and white aura, the countless flying knives and a sharp gun were all shattered. After being swept away, Fan Wujie's body shook, and then it was only after the Wusheng Cult really took the initiative that he realized how far he was from these veteran Taoists.

Fan Wujie thought before that Yuanyu, Xuetu, and Wusheng should be the same as himself, all with the strength of Taiyi Xuanshu, and Zhang Jiao is the realm of Taiyi Jinshu, but now it seems that maybe only he I guessed right about my own strength.

The strength of those three people is not inferior to that of Zhang Jiao, perhaps they are still superior.

But even so, Fan Wujie still thinks that they are not Zhang Jiao's opponents, because the pressure of a Xiantian Lingbao is too great, so big that it can easily smash the power gap in it. It doesn't make sense.

The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord also made another move.

This time, his body swayed, and with a flash of red light, he came to the old man. He reached out and grabbed the back of the old man's head, pressed his head against the table, stretched out his feet and bent hard on the old man's knee. With one blow, he was pushed to kneel on the ground.

Tears of humiliation flowed from the old man's eyes, and Emperor Bojun's face turned ugly.

All the immortals at the Chengtian Conference felt awe-inspiring when they saw this scene. The old man was a veteran Daoist with amazing supernatural powers. Few of the people present could handle it easily. He is also the powerful and powerful leader of one party, but such a person can only be treated like a dog in the heavenly court, and is wantonly bullied by the big figures in the heavenly court.

Just offending the emperor with a mysterious background, he was pinned down to the ground, what a domineering style this is.

Di Zimu on the stage also felt guilty, and he quietly said to the left and right: "Is this too much! Why don't you let him get up, I apologize to him, and let this misunderstanding go!"

Yuan Yu said in a deep voice: "You must not, what kind of person are you, how can you make mistakes? The emperor will not make mistakes, and the mistakes are made by other people. It is our subordinates and those foolish people who don't know what to do... ...That man is just a dog of Emperor Bojun, didn't you see that even Emperor Bojun didn't stand up for him?"

"You are on the same level as Emperor Bojun, how can you apologize to his dog?"

"But... Father said..." Di Zimu's rebuttal was very weak.

The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord took over the words in a low voice and said: "Think about it, my son, even if it is a little arrogant and domineering, which makes all living beings dissatisfied, is it important to the Heavenly Court? Is it important for all living beings to you, my son?" ?As long as the merits and virtues are not lost and the style is more domineering, those foolish people will not make bigger mistakes. If they are indulged and indulged too much, they will not know what to do and make bigger mistakes."

"Look, Your Highness, didn't that person have murderous intentions just now?"

": If you don't teach him a little lesson, people in the world will think that the majesty of the emperor can be easily offended, and the heaven will lose the majesty of the ruler... The heaven governs the world with prestige and virtue, and virtue is the glory of the heaven. It is to slaughter the monster clan and crusade against the ministers. Your Highness should do so."

Di Zimu looked at everyone's awe-inspiring eyes. In the eyes of everyone, he seemed to have reached the same status as Di Zi Bojun.

In the past, he was a little transparent who was ignored by others. When did he have such a sense of presence? When he went out to do errands, the way others looked at him was to look at a noble son, a golden signboard, with envy, jealousy, and flattery. But there is no majesty, no weight of power, but now no one dares not to take his opinion seriously, no one dares to ignore him.

He suddenly reached a new height...

Di Zimu was worried, and said nervously and excitedly: "Brothers, keep a low profile...don't make it appear that the hall is too arrogant. If it reaches my father's ears, he must blame me. Of course, the current majesty must be maintained. Live, this hall finally has a trace of my father's demeanor."

Yuan Yu urged: "That's it, Your Highness, don't lose your majesty." What more did Di Zimu have to say, Xue Tu and Wu Sheng, one on the left and the other on the right, held him up, and Yuan Yu transformed into a golden bridge, which was even stronger than before. The golden rainbow erected by the emperor Bojun is even more majestic. The golden bridge is built on the wind, earth, water, fire, and white jade towers, above everything else.

All material vitality flows under the bridge, and all material changes in time and space are under the bridge.

That showed one ten-thousandth of the power of the Yuanyu Golden Bridge, and that trace of chaotic atmosphere was enough to frighten all directions. Walking on the bridge, Di Zimu immediately became the center of attention of the audience, his majesty and ostentation couldn't be more impressive.

When Xiao He built the palace, Liu Bang thought it was too gorgeous.

Xiao He persuaded: "The Son of Heaven regards the four seas as his home, and there is no majesty without magnificence!"

Prestige and ostentation are not all extravagant and useless things. On the contrary, the stupidity of all living beings is not magnificent and cannot highlight the status. The heaven rules all living beings. The set Yuan Yu and Xue Tu put forward was also the natural order of the age of the heavens. Di Zimu, who had been neglected and educated for a long time, was gentle and elegant.

For a person like him who has been neglected for a long time, it is easier to feel the changes in other people's views on him.

To Di Zimu's surprise, he thought his arrogant and domineering actions did not arouse the resentment of the immortals in the audience, on the contrary, they looked in awe and respect even more.

In every gesture of his hand, there is also a trace of power in his hands, the majesty of the gods ruling the world.

At this time, Di Zimu realized that what he thought was polite and conceded did not appear magnanimous and domineering compared to Emperor Bojun. Although the attitudes are different, there are closeness and dissatisfaction, but they are all looking at the powerful and powerful with the same status.

And when they looked at themselves, although most of them were very kind, they were looking at a junior.

A junior with a lower status than them...

Now that he is majestic and domineering, it makes them turn to face him. Immediately, Di Zimu closed his mouth about persuading Yuan Yu and the others, and sank into the role that Yuan Yu and the others set for him. Come.

The emperor Bojun finally paid attention to the sudden appearance of the emperor Mu, and he brought a group of subordinates to the opposite side of the golden bridge, saying: "It turns out that it is the emperor Mu, and the palace is reviewing this young talent from the Ming Dynasty. Fulfilling the duty of inspection. I don’t know that Emperor Mu has no right or position, but he also comes to this Mingyi region to play? It’s just that the reception in this hall is not good enough!”

The emperor's son, Mu, does not need Yuan Yu's guidance, and has no teacher to guide him: "Emperor Bojun is joking! Although this hall does not care about common affairs, but the father of this hall, Emperor Zuo Zhuanxu, manages yin and yang. , It is also natural. Occasionally, there are local tyrants who run amok and ignore the rules of heaven, and this hall can also take action to punish them..."

"There are also monsters and demons, the remnants of ancient gods, and evil gods and beasts, etc., and this hall is also responsible for punishing them!"

Di Zimu said indifferently: "Occasionally, I have a baby! I just want to be able to hunt monsters and slay evil spirits. Although I don't have a job, but if I have a job, it is the original intention of the Emperor of Heaven to establish virtue, follow the heavens for merit, and follow the way for virtue. This hall is in accordance with the merits and virtues and is the pillar of heaven."

The emperor Bojun took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Mu is joking! How can anyone say that he is a pillar."

Di Zimu said indifferently: "Oh! Didn't the sons of Bojun used to be called the shepherd boy of this hall? Now you know how to measure? Doesn't this mean that this hall is becoming the pillar of the heaven?"

Hearing the words Mu Tongjun, Bai Suzhen of Baiyutai raised her head in amazement and looked at Di Zimu.

Xiaoqing was also surprised and said: "Mr. Shepherd... Sister, that's not what the Holy Mother said..."

"Xiaoqing, don't talk, the Holy Mother's words are vague, it may not be this person!"

Xiaoqing said happily: "Although this person is a bit arrogant and domineering, he also has a heroic spirit, and his status is extraordinary, and he has a relationship with the Emperor of Heaven, so Emperor Bojun also attaches great importance to him!"

"I'm afraid that his identity is complicated..." Xiaobai said solemnly: "Our sisters are not the kind of female goblins who cling to the powerful and powerful in the heavens and don't know what to do. Wujie's Yaoxian little god. Now my predestined person's identity is so complicated, if I get involved in it, I'm afraid there is a possibility of eternal doom!"

"Xiaoqing, I am restless. It seems that there is a sign of imminent catastrophe. Although this person also has a character of animal husbandry, he is not necessarily a predestined person. He may also be the magic star that I should be calamity. This catastrophe is unpredictable... Xiao Qing, turn your head and go back, under the door of the Virgin Mary, don't accompany me in the robbery!"

Where did Xiaoqing agree, she shook her head and said: "Sister, our luck is the same, if you are robbed, how can I escape, let alone how I will, I will escape. I am afraid that the end will be even worse , now we need our sisters to be of the same mind, but there is a glimmer of life in the doom."

Yuanyu built the golden bridge, but Xuetu was on the white jade platform, imagining the countless karmic red lotuses blooming in the sea of ​​blood. In an instant, the red lotus on the white jade platform suddenly bloomed, and there were millions of flowers layered on top of each other, holding up a piece of land. Lianhai, opened in front of the Baiyu Tower, held up several seats for a case, and arranged them in two rows. Di Zimu sat in the first row in one row, and then Yuan Yu and the others sat in turn.

Dizi Bojun sat on the head opposite Dizimu, and his subordinates also sat down one by one, sitting together in a clatter.

Compared with the three or five people on the opposite side, the momentum is much bigger.

As for Colonel Qin, who has the eyes of the sky, he is already a little bit embarrassed by other great powers. According to the etiquette of attending, it is definitely not allowed to sit in a large area on one side, but there are only a few people on the other side.

But this seat is clearly for standing in line... Who dares to sit down easily?

Only those powerful members of the Yinhe Navy hesitated for a moment, and then began to do it for Di Zimu.

Yuan Yu immediately made up his mind!

"The Yinhe Navy belongs to Emperor Zhuanxu's side... Also, if Emperor Zhuanxu even lost his military power, what would he use to defeat Duke Dong? It seems that the military power is still in the hands of Emperor Zhuanxu... No wonder Emperor Ziyang wants to fight for local tycoons support."

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