Hong Huang: I really don’t want to be the emperor of heaven

This is the end of the time and space that belongs to Dongwanggong alone.

But Donghua failed to break through Da Luo because his Da Luo realm was not perfect when he re-cultivated.

He continued to wander through the long river of time and space, looking for his own imperfections, but he could never find them.

In and out of the long river of time and space, but I can't figure it out.

"It shouldn't be. Since the original body can break through the Great Luo Jinxian and become a quasi-sage, how can it not be perfect? ​​If it is not perfect, it is impossible to jump out of the long river of time and space."

Donghua's journey of reconstruction stopped here because he couldn't break through Daluo Jinxian.

Just when Donghua was puzzled.

But suddenly an idea flashed through his mind, and he thought of his previous life. Although he was the Duke of the East, he had memories that were unique to him.

Suddenly, he understood where his imperfections were, that was his previous life. His original body, Prince Dong, did not have those memories, so he was naturally perfect and could break through the quasi-sage realm.

But I am not perfect, so naturally I cannot make a breakthrough.

Thinking of this, Donghua came to the river of time and space again and began to search for his past.

Time and space are endless and have no concept. He didn't know how long he had been searching, but he still couldn't find the stretch of time and space that belonged to him.

"Yes, there is no earth at this time, and it cannot be found in the long river of time."

"Is this how my life ends?"

Donghua was very upset at this time.

At this moment, he thought of a lot, including people from ancient memories and relatives and friends from his previous life.

"Since there isn't one, why don't I create one? Just an earth? For me at this time, Yi Er."

After saying that, he took action and began to fabricate the earth in the long river of time.

The pure Yang sword in his hand exuded great power, intercepted a section of the long river of time, and then started to create it directly according to the appearance of the earth.

Suddenly, the appearance of an earth appeared in the long river of time, and then evolved its own life based on the memory of the previous life.

After the evolution, he integrated this period of time and space into his own time and space.

At this time, there are three islands and ten continents in the outside world, and the laws of Tao Yun are circulating continuously, and the vast shadow of Donghua appears above Jingyang Palace.

Three flowers gather at the top, five qi move toward the yuan, and several innate spiritual treasures in the Qingyun circle continuously.

But at this time, Donghua couldn't see this and was only immersed in his own cultivation.

After integrating into his own time and space, Prince Dong felt that the path was clear, and the originally indestructible realm barrier suddenly opened, and he once again stepped into the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, achieving the status of quasi-sage.

At this moment, there was no trace of the original Prince Dong.

There is only Donghua now.

Donghua realized his own way, the magic power in his body was integrated into one, and the power of various laws was at his fingertips.

Pure Yang Avenue blends into itself.

The preaching to the outside world naturally ended. At this time, he was able to send and receive messages freely, but everyone was still immersed in cultivation.

Donghua realized his own strength.

"It feels really good to have all the power in one body."

He fell in love with the feeling of cultivation and the process of enlightenment.

After returning to the realm of quasi-sage, Donghua did not stop and continued to comprehend the great road.

Start walking in the long river of destiny, looking for the three corpses.

But as soon as he stepped into his destiny, Donghua felt all kinds of desires and obsessions coming towards him.

He has the desires and obsessions of the Eastern Prince, and he also has the desires and obsessions of his own previous life.

"What the hell is this? The desires and obsessions I have had for more than 20 years are more than the desires and obsessions of the original Prince Dong of countless Yuanhui?

I am riding a horse, this is simply full of five poisons. "

Donghua felt numb. The difficulty of other quasi-sages' cultivation was "cutting", while the difficulty of his own quasi-sage's cultivation was "finding".

To kill three corpses, you don't just need to use the spirit treasure to kill them directly. If it were that easy, Quasi-Sage wouldn't be so valuable.

Desires and obsessions are intangible, so how can they be cut down? If you want to cut it like this, it's better to just give yourself a knife and everything will be over.

The killing here refers to using Tao cultivation and one's own Tao perception to defeat and kill.

The Taoist heart gathers all kinds of desires and obsessions, and then overcomes them.

Then cut these desires and obsessions out of Tao's heart and place them on the spiritual treasure.

"In the ancient times, among those who have cultivated to the quasi-sage realm, who would have so many desires and obsessions?"

And how far has his destiny gone?

After only walking a little bit, there are already so many desires and obsessions.

He found it too difficult to find all these desires and obsessions, then defeat them and then cut them out.

This is more difficult than other people's corpse-cutting. It's just a little more difficult.

Donghua feels that he should not cultivate immortality, but should cultivate demons. Is this inappropriate for a demon seed player?

"Speaking of which, is it still too late for me to practice magic?"

Donghua lay helplessly on the white lotus and ended his practice.

"Dao Ancestor probably won't beat me to death. Well, probably not. You see, Styx not only cultivates immortality, but also cultivates demons. Dao Ancestor doesn't care about him. I shouldn't be fine either."

Donghua patted his head and said, "You don't know. Ming He is just a Taoist listener. He is the head of the male immortals. No matter how generous Tao Ancestor is, he will never be so generous."

Donghua straightened his clothes and then took back Bai Lian.

After a casual calculation, he didn't expect that three sessions of his practice would have passed directly.

Now he is no longer the rookie who just came, but a real quasi-saint, the Purple Mansion Donghua Emperor, the Eastern Wood Lord, and the Eastern King.

He can do the calculations with his hands easily.

In the prehistoric times, one Yuan is divided into twelve sessions, each session lasts for 10,800 years, and one Yuan is 129,600 years.

So this time he spent more than 30,000 years to rebuild.

Donghua opened the door of the temple and walked out.

As soon as he went out, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

There were many people on the blue sea, all of them were cross-legged practicing.

The Great Siming, the Lesser Siming, the Taiyuan Immortal, the Barefoot Immortal, the Yunzhong Lord, the Three Gods of Fortune, Longevity and Happiness, the Thirty-five Simings, the Seventy-two Gods, and the island masters of various parties.

Donghua swept his consciousness outward.

Wow, the entire Purple Mansion Continent and the outside of the Purple Mansion Continent were all dark and misty, all of them were practitioners above the Dao Fruit realm.

"What are they doing? Did they see that I am not my original body and want to rebel? But it's too late. If it were earlier, it might be successful. Now, I can fight all of you alone."

When everyone saw Donghua coming out, they stopped practicing.

The Great Siming and the Lesser Siming stepped forward and bowed their heads and said, "Thank you, Emperor, for your grace in teaching and your mercy."

The rest of the people on the blue sea also bowed their heads and said, "Thank you, Emperor, for your grace in teaching and your mercy."

All the sentient beings in the three islands and ten continents who could speak bowed their heads and said, "Thank you, Emperor, for your grace in teaching and your mercy."

Donghua was dumbfounded when he saw this.

It's not that he has no experience, but he really has never seen it.

In all his memories, the bowing ceremony is rarely seen. Those who bow their heads directly kneel in front of others.

People who practice cultivation are for transcendence and for Hunyuan. How can they easily perform such a great ceremony?

Dong Wanggong had only performed such a great ceremony to old man Hongjun in his life, and such a great ceremony had been performed by the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace.

Because Hongjun was preaching the Tao.

At this point, Donghua suddenly understood why it was like this.

Hongjun was truly selfless, so he did the act of preaching.

He was just doing it for the sake of rebuilding, so he was definitely not worthy of such etiquette.

"Everyone, you must not do this. I did this for myself. You must not perform such a great ceremony. Donghua is ashamed to accept it. I am ashamed to accept it."

Donghua bent down and performed a Taoist ceremony, bowing once to each of the four directions.

"How can the emperor do this? We sincerely thank the emperor. The emperor's mercy is witnessed by heaven and earth."

"Yes, emperor, the emperor is absolutely worthy of this ceremony."

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"Emperor, no matter what selfishness you have, preaching is true, and the grace of preaching is greater than heaven, so the emperor is naturally worthy of it." Taiyuan Immortal Lord stood up and said.

Donghua saw that everyone was talking about thanks, so he turned to Taiyuan Xianjun and said:

"Fellow Daoist Taiyuan, you and I are both guests of Zixiao Palace, why are you so polite?"

"I cannot accept this address. In Zixiao Palace, you and I are Daoist friends, but now I have surrendered to Zifu, and there must be a distinction between superiors and subordinates, and between the ruler and the minister." Taiyuan said solemnly.

Everyone agreed with this and nodded in response.

"Okay, in this case, I, Donghua, accept this gift."

"It's rare for you to get together today, why don't we have a tea party and talk about it?"

Donghua saw that all the leaders under him gathered together today, so he thought of holding a meeting, touching heads, and conveying his intention that he did not want to dominate the prehistoric world, but only wanted to practice in peace.

To be honest, he was still afraid of death, because he really couldn't beat the Heavenly Court.

This is the most powerful time for the Heavenly Court, including Emperor Dijun, Emperor Taiyi, Emperor Fuxi, Emperor Nuwa, and Master Kunpeng.

These people are the top existences in the prehistoric world.

Even the powerful twelve demon gods dare not test their edge at this time, and they are just huddling together for warmth.

What's more, he is the only quasi-saint in Zifu now.