Journey to the West: The Golden Crow Sage

Chapter 169
In the endless chaos, in an unknown place, there is a simple-looking palace that rises and falls in the endless chaos.

Road!
At this time, no matter who is a cultivator who comes here and sees this palace, he will be extremely horrified in his heart. This is not a palace, it is clearly the Tao!

The three thousand avenues lead to the same path. This palace is like a collection of three thousand avenues. If ordinary people come here and take a look at it, they will immediately comprehend the way of the golden immortal and form the top three. Hua, as long as she cultivates a little mana, she will be a real golden fairy.

However, ordinary people can't come here. In the chaos, only Da Luo can't enter. The endless energy of chaos enters the body.

The palace is very large, and it can accommodate thousands of people. There is not a word written on the plaque of the palace, but anyone who sees the blank plaque will have the name of the palace in his heart. The inexplicable Taoist rhyme can only be understood, but cannot be expressed in words.

Zixiao Palace!
In ancient times, when the world was first opened, a sage came to the world, built the Zixiao Palace, and preached three times. Three thousand great powers gathered here, and they were able to pass on the Dao. This saint, so this saint is honored as Daozu Hongjun.

However, after the three sermons, Zixiao Palace has never appeared in the world again. Except for the top immortals in the world, I am afraid that the monks at the bottom have never heard of the name of Daozu Hongjun.

That's right, in the era when the saints were not around, how many cultivators even thought that the Jade Emperor was the supreme existence of the three realms, but they didn't know that the Jade Emperor back then was just a boy serving tea and water in the Zixiao Palace.

Zixiao Palace is a huge palace, but it is empty. In the innermost part of the hall, there is an ordinary-looking old Taoist in simple Taoist attire, sitting with his back facing the hall. Behind him are six futons. Ordinary and inconspicuous futons.

No one knows that it is just such an ordinary futon, which is the existence that countless powerful people dream of. Everyone who sat on this futon at the beginning was accepted by the old Taoist priest as a personal heir, and became a person who has lived through thousands of calamities. The saint who died.

The old Taoist priest, who looked as inconspicuous as an ordinary old man, was the sage who was passed down to the Three Realms, and he was Daozu Hongjun, the teacher of the saints in the Three Realms today.

Behind him, behind the six futons, there is still a person kneeling. That person is wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a crown of twelve jade crowns. It looks like he is not the Lord of the Three Realms who rules the heavens and the world. Who is the Jade Emperor?
It's just that the Heavenly Emperor, who is supreme in front of all the immortals in the Heavenly Court, is sitting there on his knees like a little Taoist boy, talking with low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye.

I just heard him say: "Master, it was Bo Yikao and Lei Zhenzi who wanted to completely wipe out the monster race, so they fell into the plot of Senior Brother Tongtian's disciples and were burned to death by Nanming Lihuo. It has nothing to do with me. The catastrophe is imminent, if the monster clan declines, I am afraid that the journey to the west will have to be discussed again, so I helped Senior Brother Tongtian."

"Okay, needless to say, you don't need to deal with these trivial matters by yourself, and you don't need to tell me." Daozu Hongjun said, his voice was free of any emotion, as if it was the Tao that had always existed.

"Yes, master, but Senior Brother Tongtian assigned the positions of Emperor Ziwei and Emperor Gouchen to two great monsters from the monster clan. Do you think there is something wrong?" The Jade Emperor said with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

The position of the Sixth Emperor is said to be decided by the sage, but in fact it is the pattern set by the Taoist ancestor. It is the Taoist ancestor who has the final say, just like the original Emperor Zhenwu. The saints stared blankly.

Although the two heavenly emperors have their own owners, as long as the Taoist ancestor disagrees, even if the saint agrees, he still needs to be replaced. He is also careful. It is always good to have more control. The two Heavenly Emperors of the Yaozu and the two Heavenly Emperors of the Enlightenment, the power is very balanced. The two parties are involved with each other. I can sit back and relax, but the position is in my hands, so what do I need them to involve each other?
As for the fact that the position of Heavenly Emperor cannot be replaced unless he dies, Daozu Hongjun naturally has a way, he has always believed in the master's supernatural powers.

Although Hongjun was sitting with his back to him and his eyes were closed tightly, he could clearly see every move of the Jade Emperor, including the inexplicable look in his eyes. He sighed secretly in his heart. It is clear.

"You and your senior brothers should discuss these matters together. You don't need to tell me, just step back." Hongjun replied coldly and without emotion.

The Jade Emperor was taken aback, knowing that he had nothing to do with his little calculations, so he had to bow and leave.

It's just that he just left, in the Zixiao Palace, which is hidden deep in the chaos and usually extremely cold, suddenly there was a sound of laughter.

Who is so bold that he dares to act presumptuously in front of Dao Ancestor?
As soon as Hongjun changed his appearance just now, he stood up, turned around slowly, looked helplessly at the outside of the hall, and said, "Daoist friends have seen it, so come in!"

"Hahaha, old Taoist Hongjun, look at your disciples, each of you is full of thoughts, and you dare to make troubles during the catastrophe, and you are careful when it develops to the battle of the gods. When the time comes, you will be the master, I'm afraid I will take a seat." There was a long laugh, and then a young man suddenly appeared in Zixiao Palace, the young man seemed to be very familiar with Taoist Hongjun, and opened his mouth. Then joked.

The young man's appearance is not outstanding, but his eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and there is an indescribable kindness in his whole body. Anyone in the world will be pleasing to the eye and feel good about him when they see him.

"No, when I took him two as disciples, I knew that the two of them wanted to teach themselves, so I didn't treat them as good as Sanqing, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous." Hongjun said lightly. Laughing, no mood swings.

"I'm afraid they will be presumptuous, so you should take action to suppress them. If the Great Desolate Continent is broken again, the world will surely be overthrown. What use will the fortune jade plate in your hand be then?" the young man said with a smile, just What he said made Hongjun's face change slightly.

However, Hongjun's face immediately returned to normal, and he said: "No matter what, Luohu, the Demon Realm and the Great Desolate Continent have finally merged into one, and the good luck jade plate in my hand is the way of heaven after all!"

Rahu!

This gentle and unremarkable young man in front of him turned out to be Luo Hu, the demon group who killed the blood of the Great Desolate Continent back then!

It's true that people can't be judged by their appearance, but wasn't Luo Hu killed by Hongjun back then, why is he still alive?

(End of this chapter)