The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

Ao Bing took the time to consecrate Xiang Yu on behalf of his brother, but the conferment of deity was not over yet.

So many heavenly soldiers and generals, as well as the immortal gods filling the sky, naturally did not come for this group of meritorious immortals.

I saw that Zhang Liang's expression changed after all when his eyes fell on the last name on the list of gods.

The light in his eyes flashed away, and then he spoke loudly: "First Emperor Ying Zheng comes forward to accept the seal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Yu, who was standing behind Huang Tian's incarnation, was stunned for a moment, with a strange look in his eyes.

As Zhang Liang finished speaking, the scene in the sky changed accordingly.

The First Emperor Ying Zheng was already dead, but at this time he did not appear from the golden light, but came from the east.

A slightly splendid nine-carriage carriage drove slowly towards them. Before anyone appeared, a splendid imperial majesty rushed towards them.

Anyone who knows anything will understand that although this imperial power is powerful, anyone who is not blind can see the traces of dragon power in it.

After the carriage stopped, the curtain of the carriage opened automatically, and then the First Emperor Ying Zheng walked out of the carriage.

There was no emotion on his face at all, but his cold expression gave people an invisible pressure.

From the moment Emperor Yingzheng first appeared, fairy music curled up in the sky and spiritual energy filled the air.

After retracting his gaze, Zhang Liang looked at the verdict that appeared on the list of gods.

"The First Emperor Yingzheng, the remaining heroes of the sixth generation, established the country, conquered the Liuhe, unified the land of nine states, established the title of the country, and protected the foundation for eternity, with outstanding achievements. Now, by the order of the Four Saints, I have made you the Grand Emperor of Zhongtian Ziwei Arctic. The great emperor is composed of six emperors, controls the latitude and longitude of the sky, leads the stars in the sky, and controls the ghosts, gods and thunder!"

As the words fell, golden light surged on the list of gods, and countless golden threads began to slowly emerge.

After a while, a seal condensed in mid-air.

As soon as the seal appeared, the power of the Heavenly Emperor surged out.

If you are careful, you will find that there are nine golden dragons intertwined on the seal.

But no one in the Heavenly Palace cares about these details, because they know it in their hearts, so what if they know it?

On the contrary, in the sky, a person stepped out in one step, and it was the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit who had been sitting in Kan Palace.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit bowed to the First Emperor, who had become Emperor Ziwei, and said, "Welcome Your Majesty to return to the throne!"

Everyone knows that in the future one of the six emperors will be completed, and the Jade Emperor will no longer be the only one in the Heavenly Palace.

At least that's not the case now.

Emperor Ziwei nodded slightly, then turned back to sit in the carriage.

I only heard that the nine horses had turned into dragon colts, and there was a faint roar of dragons.

All the immortal gods couldn't help but sigh in their hearts as they watched Emperor Ziwei leaving with the star officials.

It is enough to have one Marshal Tianpeng in the Heavenly Palace. Now that there is one more, I am afraid that the Heavenly Palace will not be so peaceful in the future.

Seeing Emperor Ziwei leaving, Zhang Liang turned his attention to the list of gods and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a stream of light fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye a human form appeared. It was the Antarctic Immortal who explained the religion.

Ao Bing raised his eyebrows, as if he already knew what the Antarctic Immortal was going to do.

I saw the Antarctic immortal arching his hands towards Ao Bing, and then looked at Zhang Liang beside him, with a look of relief on his face.

"You have taught me the people of Huangshi Gongduhua. Today, you have completed your work of conferring gods. Your opportunity is not over yet, so just follow me today."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang bowed and saluted, and then white light surged around his body, and the robe he was originally wearing turned into a green robe.

Ao Bing saw that the Antarctic Immortal was about to take the person away, and after a little hesitation, he handed over a token.

"Hold this thing."

Zhang Liang was slightly startled, but the face of the Antarctic Immortal beside him suddenly changed.

Seeing the confusion on Zhang Liang's face, Ao Bing finally explained: "This is the Dragon Order of Zhenxi Dragon Palace. With this thing, you can enter Zhenxi Dragon Palace at will."

Zhang Liang was at a loss for a moment, this thing seemed very valuable.

However, the Antarctic Immortal's face changed a little before he said, "Just accept what the general gives you."

After hearing this, Zhang Liang reached out to take the token and thanked Ao Bing.

"I knew earlier that your Zhenhai Dragon Palace would never fail. From the looks of it, I still underestimated you."

"Both each other." Ao Bing chuckled and then ignored the Antarctic Immortal.

The Antarctic Immortal was no longer asking for trouble, so he turned around and left with Zhang Liang. Ao Bing did not stop either. He turned around and gave Huang Tianhua a few words before disappearing from the high platform.

For a moment, the vision between heaven and earth disappeared.

On that day, an immortal came to Han Emperor Liu Bang in a dream. Zhang Liang had made great achievements in becoming a god, but he had been ferried away by the immortal.

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Xiniu Hezhou, Western religion

A golden light filled the air in front of the palace gate. Many people walked out of the golden light, and their bodies were also coated with a layer of golden light.

Standing on the high platform, Taoist Zhunti's eyes flashed with light, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, this time Nanzhan Buzhou was granted the title of God, it gave us some breathing space."

As he said that, Taoist Zhunti turned to look at Taoist Jie Yin, only to find that the expression on his face was not pretty at this time.

"What's wrong?"

The Taoist who led the way shook his head and said, "I always feel like something is wrong."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Zhunti was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Taoist Jieyin would say such words at this time.

Turning his head towards the person coming into the golden light, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyebrows.

"What's wrong with the Sakya clan's practice of our teachings?"

Taoist Jieyin shook his head and then said: "It's not the Sakyamuni clan, but the Zhenxi Dragon Palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Zhunti was stunned: "Why them?"

"When I was preaching, the Zhenxilong Palace always blocked me from the left and right. This time, the Nanzhan Buzhou Conferment of Gods, although it took a lot of Zhenhai Dragon Palace's energy, it did not affect this Zhenxilong Palace."

"Ao Mo'ang never made any move to stop us from preaching to the Sakyamuni people from the beginning to the end."

Hearing this, Taoist Zhunti understood the meaning, but he just shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, it will be good if this matter is settled."

After saying that, he saw Taoist Zhunti reaching out and pointing far away, and the last person walked out of the golden light. His aura was completely different from the others.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Jieyin's eyes lit up and he said, "Is this the Sage Sakyamuni!?"

Taoist Zhunti nodded slightly and said with a smile: "The Sakyamuni clan is the chosen clan. This son has the deepest understanding of our teachings. Although he is a quasi-sage, he already has the status of a saint."

"It only takes a few hundred years, which is already fast enough." Taoist Jieyin said with a smile on his face.