Chapter eight hundred and eighty second final layout
"Your Majesty, I am wronged. It's obviously not what we did!"
"Your Majesty, I am wronged. It's obviously not ours to do that!" When we heard that the emperor's destiny was about to be removed, the four heavenly kings were immediately panicked.
The blessing of the Emperor Dynasty is like the blessing of the Demon Court. Without the blessing of the Emperor Dynasty, the four heavenly kings may not be able to take advantage of the other Daluo true gods. The imperial dynasty governs the world not only depends on the emperor's own cultivation, but also on the blessing of the dragon energy. Without the blessing of the dragon energy, the four heavenly kings will not only spend much more trouble to control the Great Wilderness.
Moreover, you must have a lip service to the emperor. The four great kings are not satisfied, and the ten demon saints are not satisfied! You killed me all over, but you just cut off one layer of fate? There is no loss at all, right?
"Your Majesty..." Yingzhao stepped forward and wanted to speak, but saw Taiyi waved his hand and interrupted Yingzhao's words: "As the master said, order the four heavenly kings to go back and investigate their subordinates, find the real murderer, and escort them into the Heavenly Palace. In the future, you will not be allowed to have any disputes at will!"
Taiyi's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty, and a wave of pressure was rolled up, and he did not give everyone a chance to argue: "Retreat the court!"
Taiyi left, leaving the gods still standing in Lingxiao Palace. Look at me and look at you, your eyes are full of solemnity. The ten demon saints were about to break their eyes, staring at the four heavenly kings opposite, wishing they could explode and kill people.
Unfortunately, the top ten demon saints dare not! At this time, the top ten demon saints chewed their teeth, and blue veins all over their bodies burst out, wishing they could choose someone to eat. They were not fools, and Taiyi just ordered the four kings to find the traitor, but did not say a deadline. Can't you understand such an obvious sign?
The ten demon saints were about to break their eyes, but they didn't know that the four kings were so angry that their heads were about to explode. They looked at each other, ignored the ten demon saints, and rushed towards the Great Wilderness in anger.
"No matter which idiot is doing it, I will cut it into pieces!" Qiankun's ancestor looked cold.
"We are being plotted against! Good means! Good means! I have never seen the enemy because of this loss!" Tian cried and smiled coldly: "I can't say that I'll have to take some blood when I go back."
Bloody slaughtering mountains and rivers! Bloody slaughtering one's own tribe.
The four heavenly kings are not fools. If they can't even notice something is wrong at this time, there is no need to continue to hang out in the Great Wilderness.
Yang Sanyang slowly sat opposite Taiyi in the backyard of Lingxiao Palace, sighing softly: "It's a big deal! I don't know if those four guys can handle it completely."
"The methods of the Demon Ancestor and Ziwei Xingjun are so easy to deal with!" Taiyi shook his head when he heard this.
"Why did you know that the Demon Ancestor and Ziwei Xingjun were attacking?" Yang Sanyang was stunned and looked at Taiyi with a look of surprise.
"Who else has this ability except the two of them! The four heavenly kings cannot be foolish enough to slaughter the tribe of the ten demon saints! The subordinates of the four heavenly kings will not be foolish enough to offend the ten demon saints casually!" Taiyi shook his head.
"Your Majesty has no worries. In the future, the ten demon saints and the four heavenly kings will be as powerful as water and fire, and the heavenly palace will be free of worries!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.
Taiyi was silent when he heard this, and after a while, he said: "Fortunately, there are still some of the ten demon saints in the thirty-third level of heaven. They are not completely extinct and there is room for maneuver. I can still suppress them. Otherwise, I can only bear the pain except for the four heavenly kings!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Sanyang picked up the teacup and took a sip, and blew the tea leaves silently.
"I heard that the barbarians have been resurrected?" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang, whose chaotic aura was swirling, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"The barbarians have become the past and cannot tolerate heaven and earth!" Yang Sanyang sighed.
After hearing this, Taiyi fell into silence and said for a long time: "What are your unfulfilled wishes now?"
"The human race is all innate Taoist bodies, and is a good seedling that can be shaped. As long as Your Majesty is carefully cultivated, he will definitely become a trump card in His Majesty's hands in the future!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi, and a hint of melancholy appeared in his eyes: "If I die, hundreds of races will definitely retaliate. Those ghosts will inevitably exert their anger on the human race. We must also take care of God."
"Is there any more?" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang: "I will do it one by one."
"If Your Majesty becomes enlightened, you need to remember the appointment of that year!" Yang Sanyang said. Hearing this, Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang with a bright look: "Is it true?"
Yang Sanyang nodded: "Give up the other side, and there is nothing to ask for. Come and come and go and go."
"Where is the human race, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation! Let you see the rise of the human race in your lifetime!" Taiyi slowly stood up, his words filled with unquestionable decisions.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yang Sanyang stood up and bowed to Taiyi to the end.
"Don't be polite, I immediately ordered all the tribes of the Great Wilderness to send all the beautiful geniuses in the tribe into the human race to get married. I want to use the luck of the hundreds of tribes to help the human race rise!" Taiyi's eyes were filled with cold light: "If they destroyed a barbarian race, I will create a human race."
"The hundreds of races will inevitably rebound, and the fortune-telling is too risky..." Yang Sanyang showed hesitation. If he was alive, he would not be afraid, and the fortune-telling would be seized. But if he was gone, the human race would take away the luck of the hundreds of races, and life would not be too easy.
"You still have dozens of lifespans, can't the human race cultivate a few golden immortals for dozens of lifespans? Can't Taiyi True God be cultivated?" Taiyi refused to comment after hearing this.
"Thank you! But now the human race is a little weak. After one yuan, a large number of celestial immortals will be born in our human race. If you have the ability to protect yourself, you can fight against natural disasters and man-made disasters. It's not too late for Your Majesty to give orders!" Yang Sanyang advised.
"Okay, then I will give you a little more time!" Taiyi smiled and said, "I owe you a lot. Today, I will always give you an explanation."
Yang Sanyang left and walked out of Taiyi's bedroom. Looking at Yang Sanyang's back in a distance, Taiyi suddenly sighed, his eyes full of helplessness: "Although I am a demon emperor, I can't go against the will of heaven and will prosper your life."
The fire god light of the Eight Trigrams Furnace in the Eight Scenery Palace was burning. Yang Sanyang walked into the Eight Scenery Palace. Wa and Fuxi sat in front of the Eight Scenery. They stared blankly at the flames in the Eight Scenery. A hint of sadness appeared in their eyes. The sound of footsteps, Yang Sanyang walked into the Eight Scenery Palace, and the sadness in the eyes of the brother and sister instantly restrained.
"Dragon, beard, tiger, go to the lower realm to ask the gods to go to the Eight Scenery Palaces to tell me!" Yang Sanyang said slowly.
"Yes!" Long Xuhu went away without saying a word when he heard this. "When I deal with the matter in front of me, I will preach the holy teachings to your brother and sister. How much I can understand depends on the luck of your brother and sister!"
Yang Sanyang looked at Wa and Fuxi. The brother and sister nodded together, their eyes were a little rosy, and they lowered their heads one after another. There was silence in the Eight Scenery Palace without Yang Sanyang waiting for long, and then a divine light flowed in the void, and the ancestor Tianhui appeared in the hall.
"Boy, I heard you are looking for me?" Tianchi looked at Bajing Palace and looked at the burning Bagua stove, a trace of burning heat appeared in his eyes.
"I want to make a deal with the ancestor!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile. "Oh? Let's talk!" Tian Hui looked at Yang Sanyang in surprise: "You kid ruin my good deeds and slash my fate. If you say the transaction is not good, I will settle the score with you."
Yang Sanyang smiled and tapped his fingers on his knees: "Old ancestor knows that my life is not long?"
"Everyone in the world knows it!" Tian Hui said regretfully.
"Does the ancestor know the human race?" Yang Sanyang asked again.
"The race created by the girl doll?" Tianhui looked at Wa, and his pupils shrank.
"If I die, can the ancestor protect the fifty-year primordial primordials of our human race be successful?" Yang Sanyang looked at the sky and cried.
"You kid has so many enemies, but you can try it." Tian cried slowly and said: "What are the benefits? If you want to protect the human race, there is no benefit."
Yang Sanyang stretched out a finger: "I want to preach the Hunyuan Avenue, and I promise you to listen to the number of one yuan."
"Take it seriously?" Tian Hui's eyes burst into a divine light.
Yang Sanyang smiled but said nothing.
"You are just Taiyi True God, and you can understand Hunyuan Avenue?" Tian Hui asked again.
Yang Sanyang still smiled but said nothing.
"Trade! Deal!" Tian Zhi stared at Yang Sanyang with his eyes tightly. After all, he could not resist the temptation of Hunyuan Avenue and nodded and responded.
Although he had some doubts about why Yang Sanyang understood Hunyuan Dao, he also figured it out that Hunyuan Dao could not be fake. If this dog barbarian could really tell Hunyuan Dao, he would have completed the agreement himself. If he fooled it casually and gained the reputation of Hunyuan Dao, he would be very good at that time.
"Gao Ming! Gao Jue!" Yang Sanyang shouted.
"Great Master!" The dejected brothers Gao Ming and Gao Jue walked in helplessly, their eyes full of depressedness.
"How can I understand the Jindan Dao?" Yang Sanyang said slowly.
"Report to the ancestor, the golden elixir has been transformed seven times!" Gao Jue said.
Yang Sanyang nodded with satisfaction: "You two follow my order and go to the human race in the lower realm to teach the Golden Pill Avenue. Be sure to work hard. When the success is complete, you can return after a while."
"This... obey the order!" Gao Ming and Gao Jue bowed respectfully when he heard this, and then turned to the lower realm without saying much. The human race is the innate body of Taoism, and it is 129,600 years. Not to mention that it can give birth to 100,000 celestial immortals, it is still possible to give birth to tens of thousands. At that time, he will naturally be worthy of the women of the heavens and the hundreds of tribes, and he will not become a nameless couple because his family is a physical body.
The thought of the fire-breaking bead and the wind-dating pill were taken from the main hall of the Eight Scenery Palace and handed it to the dragon beard tiger on one side: "You go to the lower realm, how should you do it? I don't need to give you more instructions."
"Master, if you want to talk about Hunyuan Dao, you can't be more favorable than the other..." Long Yinghu took the pearl and stood up reluctantly, his eyes full of reluctance.
"You are just Taiyi, and you are worthy of listening to Hunyuan Avenue!" Yang Sanyang laughed and scolded: "Get out quickly, otherwise it will delay the big thing. Master, I'll tell you to look good."
"Yes..." The dragon beard and tiger looked at Yang Sanyang with resentment, and then turned around and left.
Chapter completed!