Great Dao Ji

Recruitment?

The two emperors Chi Cang looked at each other, but both remained silent.

Recruiting, for the Imperial Court, has a long history, and can be traced back to the beginning of the Imperial Court. At that time, the Divine Court and the Demon Realm fought for many years and many gods fell.

At that time, Emperor Yan, who was not yet a Divine Emperor, proposed to use this method to gather many gods who did not submit to the Divine Court.

Of course, they did not care about the life and death of Baidi, and would not be sad or angry because of his death, but they wanted to recruit that person.

"How is it possible?"

Emperor Xuan shook his head and sneered: "Don't say that Bodhi and I have a deep hatred. Even if there is no hatred, he caused unrest in the past and buried many gods. Recruiting is impossible!"

Tens of thousands of years ago, the powerful people of all races, led by Phoenix, Peacock, the Seven Great Demon Gods, and Dayu, set off a shocking turmoil.

The ferocity of the turmoil almost shook the foundation of the Imperial Court. Mount Xumi was knocked down once. Its tragedy was enough to make the world remember it.

The core of that turmoil is most likely ‘Bodhi’.

“What Emperor Xuan said makes sense. It is impossible to recruit this person. If he could be recruited, there would not be such a turmoil that year.”

The Red Emperor also nodded.

He knew very little about Bodhi, but he knew that he cultivated Dayu, Peacock, the seven demon gods, and even the existence of Confucianism.

He was definitely not someone who was willing to be inferior to others.

“Today is different from the past. If it didn’t work back then, it may not be impossible today.”

The Golden Emperor smiled faintly and said, “Don’t forget that the real enemy of that Taoist is not you or me, nor is it the White Emperor, but that Buddha.”

When the Red Emperor and his men heard this, their hearts moved immediately.

The Golden Emperor pointed to the western end of the void: “Back then, we were trapped in the Divine Court and fought against the Phoenix Divine Fire. That Taoist Bodhi, and even many of his disciples, were buried in the hands of that Buddha!”

“You mean”

The Red Emperor’s eyes moved, as if he recalled the past.

The Phoenix's battle against the heavens affected a vast area. The Imperial Court, the Dao Sect, Xumi, the Demon Realm, and the Dragon's Nest all participated in the battle.

The Imperial Court was the first to be dragged into the war, but because the Phoenix was too fierce, the five of them never fought with the Bodhi Taoist from beginning to end.

But they also clearly remembered the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree that spanned the heavens.

That Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree broke the Nine Cauldrons, brushed down the Peacock, and also brushed away the Seven Demon Gods.

That old Buddha was the first person to truly quell the unrest. Even if the Phoenix had not spoken, he would have completely sealed Mount Xumi with his original Nirvana Holy Fire.

Daxia would have been completely destroyed at that time.

"If he is really the body of Bodhi Taoist who has experienced calamities, then the one he fears and hates is definitely not you, me, or the Imperial Court."

Speaking of this, Emperor Jin smiled again: "What's more, the Lord of Demons has come to the world, which means that the saints will return in the near future.

What kind of person is Bodhi Taoist? He will not be ignorant of the time, and will never have the idea of ​​rebelling against the heaven! It is possible that he is in a dilemma at this moment."

Emperor Jin talked freely, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Not only him, but also the other emperors knew that there was only one chance to attack the heaven since ancient times.

More than 70,000 years ago, the saints suddenly left, and the law and order in the Imperial Heaven fell to the lowest point since ancient times.

And that Bodhi, Peacock, Dayu, the seven demon gods, and the Confucian masters were already the top group of people in the various eras.

But even with the sudden resurrection of the Phoenix, whose combat power was almost that of a saint, that battle was never successful.

Opportunity, only once.

There will never be another one.

They understand this truth, so how can the most talented Bodhi Taoist not understand it?

Not to mention that he is not a saint, even if he becomes a saint, how can he compete with the six saints who have been high and mighty since ancient times?

"What Brother Dao said is not without reason."

The other emperors looked at each other and seemed to be persuaded.

"Let's not talk about whether we can recruit him. Assuming that the recruitment is successful, how can we suppress him if our cultivation is not restored?"

The Red Emperor slowly spoke and expressed his worries: "Moreover, this Taoist has unparalleled talent. Many great magical powers back then are suspected to come from him. If the White Emperor capsizes, we may not be able to..."

This era has been extremely special since ancient times, and some people even call it the first era of all time.

The root cause is that there are too many incredible strong men who have emerged in this era.

Among these countless strong men, the most powerful one is none other than the old Buddha Miesheng, and the one who is recognized as the most talented is the Bodhi Taoist.

This is not only because of the disciples he trained, but also because this person has too many unimaginable powerful magical powers.

Five-color divine light, the universe in the sleeve, the vast river, the three-three styles of the tripod-changing dragon form. Except for the seven-treasure wonderful tree, most of the magical powers that bloomed with shocking light in that battle are related to him.

Maybe someone dared to despise him back then, but now, even if they exist like this, they have to be wary.

"The way of God has never only looked at the means of killing and the level of cultivation."

The Golden Emperor sneered: "If we only look at the level of cultivation, it would not be the four of us who have held the power of the God Court for many centuries, but the White Emperor.

If we talk about the means of killing, it should be Qingtian!"

The source of the way of God is Emperor Yan.

It's okay if it's not as good as it is. Once you step into the way of God, unless the source is changed, otherwise, even if you are as strong as Qingtian and Baidi, you can only listen to orders but not to announcements!

"We are like this, Baidi is like this, Qingtian is like this, how can he be an exception?"

Huh!

The breeze blew through the branches, making a rustling sound.

Under the old tree, An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked inward at himself, and nodded slightly in his heart.

The Qi seed returned to one, the divine court was restored, and the gods revived. Under the trinity, his cultivation improved immediately, but it was not as easy as it seemed to kill the White Emperor.

In fact, his plan for the White Emperor had begun as early as a glimpse eighteen years ago.

The starry sky formation, various magical powers, and even the "Qi seed divine court" hidden in the true spirit position map were all prepared for this old antique.

Even so, after a confrontation, he also had hidden injuries. In his body, with the five internal organs as the center, all the hundreds of joints and thousands of gods around him had varying degrees of damage.

However, the Qi seed had already spread out in the Great Zhou, and he breathed in and out a little, and the injury had no effect.

"Master, where is the guest?"

The ignorant Cai Xiaobai poked his head out from the lush leaves and looked at An Qisheng in confusion.

"The guest is gone."

An Qisheng waved his hand and the little guy fell to the ground.

Decades have passed, but the little cabbage monster has not changed much. It is still two feet tall and stupid.

And beside him, only the little cabbage is still following him.

Gongyang Yan, Tu Ba, the big flower donkey, and even the 'little tiger' were all sent out by him.

"Oh."

Cai Xiaobai nodded, not quite understanding, and said with some worry: "Master, the myna has been gone for many years, why hasn't he come back yet? Xiaobai misses him."

An Qisheng naturally knew what the little thing was thinking, and with a flick of his hand, a ray of spiritual light had already entered its body:

"When you unify your magical powers and transform them into immortal arts, you can go find him."

Cai Xiaobai shuddered, and felt a warm feeling in his body, which was very useful: "What is this?"

"Some good things left by that guest, I can't use them, so I'll give them to you, they should be useful."

An Qisheng waved his hand casually.

The little guy was already staggering, as if drunk, and fell under the tree and fell asleep.

"Grow faster."

An Qisheng glanced at the little guy and sighed in his heart.

If possible, he would also like to let these little guys practice and grow naturally, but unfortunately.

With a slight sigh, he sank into the sea of ​​​​heart again.

In the dark sea of ​​​​heart, a torrent of information roared back and forth from the void.

"This old man knows so much. With his memory, the progress of the new law can be accelerated a lot."

Lan Lingtong soared in the large amount of information, and he was almost cheering.

This little guy couldn't help but be excited. Baidi was one of the oldest existences in this world. He knew too much. Pulling out a hair was more than what the Great Zhou had collected for tens of thousands of years.

"This matter can't be rushed."

An Qisheng was very calm, even though this new law was very important to him.

"The law of this world, from short-lived species to immortal species, is extremely complete. It is too difficult to accommodate all the laws."

Seeing An Qisheng, Lan Lingtong habitually complained: "I remember that Mr. Monster once had a magical power called "Da Yan Tian Tong". Why don't you use it to deduce?"

Lan Lingtong shouted.

For it, which is familiar with the magical powers of all realms, creating a new method is just a snap of a finger, but An Qisheng's requirements are too high.

He not only has to reconstruct a new path based on his "Qi Seed".

He also has to include the "Tao, Buddha, God, Demon, Ghost" of this world.

This is too difficult.

"The new method is crucial, and it cannot be relied on a magical power."

An Qisheng's mind is dim. He has cut off his soul and entered the realm. Many soul fragments have already sensed it.

However, the two fragments of the one picture.

His mind fluctuated, but he couldn't tell Lan Lingtong. Facing the little guy's nagging, he could only perfunctorily pass it over.

"Without the 'Da Yan Tian Tong', we can only grind. This old god has a lot of memories, but they are obviously fragmented. It is still not enough to condense the embryonic form of cultivation."

The blue spirit child fluttered his little wings and jumped out, blinking his eyes: "I found out from the memory of this old god that the Emperor Tian Ting has a 'Da Dao Tian Shu', which records the evolution of the world from ancient times to the present. If I can get this thing."

The little guy's eyes were shining, and he was obviously greedy.

"The Da Dao Tian Shu is a treasure born when the world was opened up. How can it be so easy to get it?"

An Qisheng was too lazy to pay attention to this greedy little guy. With a thought, he had already landed on the sea of ​​​​heart, like the true spirit position map of the God Court.

The Da Dao Tian Shu belongs to Emperor Yan. Even if he is far away from the sky at this time, it is not easy to take his things.

"Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Lord."

As An Qisheng's mind moved, the dark black imprint of the soul, which was covered by the True Spirit Position Chart, slowly rose.

Buzz~