Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

For the matter of the Heavenly Court.

Don't say that Fuxi doesn't understand, at this time, even many saints in the flood famine are also incomprehensible.

Jun Ti looked at the vast vision in the sky and the shackled Three Thousand Avenues, and his eyes flashed.

Although the appearance and temperament change a lot.

But Zhun Ti still recognized the figure above this skyline at a glance, who could it be who could it be if it was not the two boys of Hongjun Daozu in the Zixiao Palace.

"Senior Brother, this Heavenly Court is..." asked Jun Ti, looking at the guide on the side.

Just returned to the flood, the heavenly machine was extremely chaotic, even the saint Venerable was puzzled by this heavenly court.

"A million years ago, Teacher Hongjun summoned me to wait, just for this matter of the Heavenly Court..."

"At that time, the saints pushed for the position of this heavenly court, and I wanted to compete for it, but I was blocked by the Yuan Shi Daoist, and in the end, the Taishang Daoist pushed this position to the boy of Teacher Hongjun."

Then his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the vision above the sky.

"It's just..." Ji Ying frowned, "In the Zixiao Palace before, this heaven and earth honorable position, at most, was like Di Jun, and there was no such vision..." As

a saint, even if the heavenly machine is chaotic at this time, it is impossible to deduce the heavenly machine.

But the Lord of the Heavenly Court, such a major matter as the Heavenly Emperor's throne, it stands to reason that the perception of these saints should not be concealed.

"It can easily cover up the cause and effect of the Heavenly Emperor and conceal the saints, this means... Who else could there be. Jun Ti looked at the vision above the sky and said softly.

The guide on the side also nodded, knowing in his heart.

Such means, besides Hongjun Daozu, who else.

However, unlike Jun Ti's shining eyes, Zhu Yi only was slightly curious in his heart, and then continued to close his eyes and practice.

Meanwhile.

In the midst of the flood.

Several other saints also looked at the vision in the sky, and they all knew in their hearts that the vision above the sky was definitely the handiwork of their teacher Hongjun.

Although they don't know what Teacher Hongjun's purpose is....

But it did not prevent them from rejoicing in their hearts, looking at the shackled Three Thousand Avenues.

Before, Fuxi became holy, and the pressure brought to them suddenly dissipated a lot.

Well... This they refer to the three saints of Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Zhun Ti.

As for the other Lao Tzu, Nuwa, and Zhiyin, they all just glanced at the vision, and they were slightly curious in their hearts why Hongjun wanted to cover up the cause and effect of this Heavenly Emperor Venerable Throne.

It is a smile watching the wind and clouds, and when he sits and watches the clouds rise, he doesn't care at all.

And at this time.

In the world of reincarnation.

For the establishment of the Heavenly Court, the return of the Heavenly Emperor to the throne.

Peace is not as calm or joyful as the saints.

She's real....

Delight!

For the appearance of the Heavenly Court, in this flood, there is absolutely no one who is looking forward to it more than her.

After the establishment of the Heavenly Court, the greatest responsibility is to maintain the operation of the Yin and Yang Cycle Heavenly Dao, and this Yin and Yang Cycle.

To sum it up in another word, it's reincarnation!

It is just that the reincarnation established by the mind is explained in understandable words, which is to perfect the law of reincarnation.

At the microscopic level, silently, the yin and yang cycle between heaven and earth is regulated, and the cycle of reincarnation is endless.

The ability of the Heavenly Court is to adjust the wind and rain and thunder of the flood and famine, the operation of the sun, moon and stars, and maintain the flood famine at the macro level.

Although there is no way to really involve the true meaning of reincarnation, it really helps Pingxin bear the reincarnation of floods and famines.

However, this kind of macro-control will undoubtedly reduce the pressure of Pingxin in regulating the cycle of floods and famines.

In this way, Ping Xin can finally free his hand to deal with his own affairs.

Looking at the corner of the world of reincarnation, the countless billions of points of light, no, should be said to be billions of true spirits.

......

"This is... Heavenly Emperor Venerable! Feeling

the power that seemed to come from the entire flood waste, Haotian and Yaochi glanced at each other, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Although it was said that this Heavenly Emperor Venerable was divided into two parts, each of them took a part, but after fusing this Heavenly Emperor Venerable Position and digesting the information in it.

Instead of being angry, they felt lucky.

The Heavenly Emperor is the god of the Great Heavenly Venerable of the Flood Barrens, the god who governs the Flood Barren Universe, and everything.

Its weight is comparable to that of a saint's fruit.

But....

God is the 'product' of maintaining this flooded world and safeguarding the way of heaven, which is different from the immortal and holy capitals.

The two of them, no matter who they integrated into this Heavenly Emperor Venerable Throne, would gradually become the Great Heavenly Venerable in this Divine Throne.

Not themselves.

But now, they each got a part, and the power that the two of them could exert together was not inferior to the real Flood Barren Great Tianzun.

And it will not be changed, turning into the appearance of the god Great Tianzun.

"Sure enough... The eldest man has arranged everything a long time ago!

Haotian and Yaochi looked at each other, and they both saw this meaning in each other's eyes.

At this time, in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, many immortal cultivators also reacted, looking at Haotian and Yaochi above, their eyes were extremely excited.

Although the Heavenly Court was first established at this time, Haotian and Yaochi did not have the power to win over to the quasi-saint realm.

But those who could be brought into this Lingxiao Treasure Hall and witness the establishment of the Heavenly Court were the weakest cultivators, and they were all cultivators who had entered the realm of Daluo.

But at this time, these many immortals looked at Haotian and Yaochi with great excitement.

In the flood wilderness, although Da Luo Jinxian can be called the upper layer of the flood wilderness, there is still a huge gap from the top level.

But there is not a single Da Luo Golden Immortal who does not want to become a quasi-saint, or even a preaching saint.

But....

Even achieving quasi-sainthood is not such a simple matter.

Higher level inheritance guidance, accumulating the resources needed for mana cultivation, and even some spiritual root spiritual treasures that are conducive to enlightenment.

These are all in short supply among the Da Luo Golden Immortals who have no background in the flood and wilderness.

And at this time....

Just looking at the Heavenly Emperor and Queen Mother in front of them, they saw the future, and everything they dreamed of was all the scene.

"Meet His Majesty the Hao Tiantian Emperor!"

"Meet the Queen Mother of Yaochi!"

Immediately, there were immortals shouting towards the Hao Tianyao Pool above.

As soon as these words came out, in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the eyes of many immortals instantly fixed on this person, and one by one they showed vigilance.

Archenemy!

This is a great enemy!

This was the first thought that came to the minds of many immortals, and then, in unison, they all bowed down together and shouted in unison.

"Meet His Majesty the Hao Tiantian Emperor!"

"Meet the Queen Mother of Yaochi!"

"Good! Good! Good! "

All the secretaries are flat!"

Looking at the immortals below who were bowing neatly, Hao Tian immediately laughed, and an expression in his eyes that he had never had before appeared in his eyes.

Since I am the Heavenly Emperor, this flood and desolation of all beings should be like this!

In Hao Tian's heart, the flame called ambition was blazing.

......

"Heavenly Court! Haotian Heavenly Emperor..."

Terrans, Shennong looked at the clear blue sky, his eyes deep, and whispered softly.

In the present world of the Heavenly Court, this shook the entire flood and desolation, and Shennong naturally would not be unaware.

Even, among the human race, many mortal tribes that did not have a place where cultivators were born had even firmly written down this heavenly court and worshipped it as a god.

In this regard, Shennong did not care.

As the human emperor, there are few people in this world who know more about the human race than him.

If you don't become a monk, this kind of legend will eventually be buried one by one in the years, thousands of years later.

This legend will be forgotten by the Terrans.

After becoming a monk and knowing the beginning and end, there will be several people who will regard it as a god.

What Shennong was worried about at this time was the 'shackles' that he did not feel in his heart.

As a cultivator of the Great Luo Perfection Realm, he naturally did not think that it was his own illusion.

Although imperceptible.

But there is no doubt that in the field he does not know, does not understand.

There must be a shackle that has been blessed on him, no, even on the body of this desolate being.

And....

He also faintly felt a bad premonition from it.

A tortoise shell in Shennong's hand quietly appeared in his hand, and above the tortoise shell, the simple long and short horizontal formed eight simple symbols.

This tortoise shell is the tortoise shell that Fuxi brought with him when he founded the Bagua, and the inscription on it is the earliest Bagua.

This is one of the treasures left by the Terran race after the human emperor Fuxi became holy.

Shennong's fingers gently flicked over these symbols, and the innate gossip in his heart began to calculate.

After a while, Shennong's eyes couldn't help but wrinkle.

Although he was not the top group in the entire Terran race in terms of this innate gossip attainment, he was assisted by this Fuxi tortoise shell.

But it is definitely the strongest of the Terrans!

But even so, he only found the clues of the shackles that he sensed in the underworld.

"This shackle is aimed at quasi-saints? But this bad premonition of this emperor came from this.

Shennong muttered, his hand still rubbing the Fuxi tortoise shell, but... No matter how he calculated, he still couldn't find the answer he wanted.

Even so, Shennong had no idea of continuing to calculate.

Shaking his head slightly, he put away the Fuxi tortoise shell, and Shennong's expression was still calm, without the slightest panic.

Although he didn't get an answer, as a human emperor, Shennong never lacked courage, and a bad premonition in this area could not scare him.

Shennong narrowed his eyes, and his eyes showed an extremely serious look and said to himself.

"The emperor of the Fuxi people once left an aphorism, there are endless dangers in the flood and famine, the mighty calculates each other, and the ten thousand races attack each other."

"And whether it is to face the calculation that does not know the bottom of the problem, or to face the impending danger, the best way is to respond to all changes with no change!" Shennong's face was awe-inspiring.

"I'm going to... Retreat! "