Honghuang: The opening system allows me to marry Nuwa

Chapter 144 All Saints Gather in Zixiao Palace, Confer Gods to Measure Tribulation, Arise!

Thousands of years later, the remaining four emperors of the human race appeared one after another.

The luck of the human race has also skyrocketed, even surpassing the two races of the Lich, and it seems to be the most powerful race in the prehistoric world, bar none!

Of course, the luck of the three religions also increased greatly.

The happiest one is Tongtian, among the five emperors of the human race, one of the three sects.

Originally, the saints thought that the last co-lord of the human race, who did not declare a guardian, must be like Chi You back then.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ming didn't intervene at all.

In vain let them intercept teaching to pick up the cheap.

How did they know that after Chi You became emperor, Liu Mingdang received warnings from Tiandao and Hongjun at the same time.

If he is wantonly disrupting the order of heaven, he will be expelled from the prehistoric world!

In this way, Liu Ming could only nod helplessly in agreement.

After all, he still has to plan the way of heaven. If he is really expelled from the prehistoric world, what else is he planning?
The most important thing is that the influence of the three emperors and five emperors of the human race on the way of heaven is actually not very high.

The most important thing is the Conferred God Calamity after the great prosperity of the human race!
This is the biggest wool!

Furthermore, among the Conferred Gods, the most unlucky one is Tong Tian, ​​who cuts off the teaching disciples.

All were received into the heavenly court.

So Liu Ming, as a favor, gave the last human guardian to Chanjiao.

After all, even if it is to gather wool, you have to raise the sheep before you can gather it, right?

Tens of thousands of years later, an indifferent voice sounded from the void.

"I am Hongjun, all the saints of the wild, come to Zixiao Palace quickly!"

When the words fell to the ground, all the sages of the prehistoric world got up, tore apart the void, and headed for Zixiao Palace.

There was a flash of light in Liu Ming's eyes, Fengshen, let's start!

Zixiao Palace.

All the saints gathered, but the one who surprised many saints the most was Haotian!

Since Haotian established the Heavenly Court, he has tried every means to expand the Heavenly Court.

However, after tens of thousands of years, the harvest is almost nothing.

That's all, what bothers Hao the most is the Sanqing Sect, the Western Sect, and the Ming Sect!

The disciples of these five major sects have no respect for Heaven at all!
Relying on being a disciple of a saint, he insults and disdains the heavens in every way.

If this continues, what is the point of establishing the Heavenly Court?

Hongjun ordered the reconstruction of the Heavenly Court to manage the order of the heavens, not to put on a show.

Right now, Hongjun summoned the saints, but he also called Haotian to Zixiao Palace.

This is naturally an arrangement for heaven.

The thoughts of the saints turned, and their eyes fell on Haotian from time to time.

Seeing all the saints gathered together, Daozu Hongjun's face was indifferent, his deep pupils trembled slightly, and he said: "Now the human race is booming, the three emperors and five emperors are all returning to their thrones, the human race is the master of heaven and earth."

"But there are a few other things to call you to come here."

The saints looked at Hongjun with doubts in their eyes.

In tens of thousands of years, this was the second time Daozu Hongjun had summoned them.

Even when Zixiao Palace preached, it did not have such a high frequency.

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Hongjun said calmly: "First, it has been 10 years since the establishment of the Heavenly Court."

"However, for 10 years, the heavens have done nothing. In the final analysis, there are still insufficient manpower to manage the prehistoric world."

"Previously, Haotian proposed to this seat that the explanation, cut-off, human, western, and four religions should all be managed by the heavenly court."

When the words fell to the ground, Sanqing and Yingying all looked at Haotian, with a hint of unkindness in their eyes.

This Haotian's cultivation might not be very high, but he is quite courageous.

How dare they plot against their disciples, isn't this courting death?
If it weren't for the estimation of Haotian's identity, the saints would have rubbed Haotian on the ground long ago.

But they also knew some reasons in their hearts. In the final analysis, it was because the disciples under the sect relied on the prestige of the saints and did not pay attention to the Heavenly Court.

However, what puzzled them was why Mingjiao was not mentioned in Hongjun's words?
You must know that Mingjiao is the largest religion in the human race, even if the three Qing sects add up, they can't compare with one Mingjiao!
How did they know that Haotian clearly had a psychological shadow on Liu Ming.

He visited Liu Ming several times before, but every time he didn't lose face.

Now how dare he bring the Ming Cult into the management of the Heavenly Court.

Isn't that lighting the lamp in the toilet and looking for shit?

The reactions of the saints all fell into Hongjun's eyes.

However, Hongjun didn't care, and just continued to speak: "This matter involves the calamity of the human race."

"Previously explained the teachings, taught people, stopped teaching, Mingjiao assisted the three emperors and five emperors of the human race, and committed karma in the human race, and should be repaid."

"At present, no one is available in Heaven, but you and the other four major sects have committed karma."

"It's the time for repayment. I set up a list of gods to entrust the people of the heavenly court so that the heavenly court can manage the prehistoric world."

"The end of the Conferred God is the end of the human race's calamity."

When the words fell to the ground, the pupils of the prehistoric saints constricted, unable to believe it.

This calamity came too fast!
It has only been a few 10 years since the end of the Lich Calamity, another Calamity so soon?
However, in the eyes of the saints, this calamity does not seem to be too dangerous compared to the previous two calamities.

After all, in the previous two times of calamity, whether it was Longhan or Lich, they were beaten so darkly that even saints dared not make casual moves.

But this calamity involved only their disciples?
On the side, Tong Tian's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Teacher, how much do you need for this conferred god?"

Hearing the news, the prehistoric saints also fell silent.

Since it is necessary to enshrine the heavenly court, the most important thing is quantity.

If the number is small, it's fine, but if there are too many, where should this person be taught?

Thinking of this, the eyes of all the saints inadvertently fell on Liu Ming and Tong Tian.

Liu Mingming Sect, the largest sect in the human race, recruited disciples from the human race before the Lich War, and has developed to the present, among which there are nearly a thousand Daluo Jinxians.

Not to mention Jiejiao, which emphasizes teaching without discrimination, and there are always many disciples, and there is even a saying that ten thousand immortals will come to court.

Hearing this, Hong Jun said calmly: "For this conferment of gods, 360 five righteous gods are needed. In addition, [-] lesser gods and tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers are needed."

As soon as he heard it, Tongtian felt a thump in his heart, even if it took the entire section of the teaching, it was not enough.

With a bit of panic in his eyes, he quickly said: "Teacher, righteous god, little god, what kind of cultivation level do tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers need?"

Hongjun's eyes were deep, he glanced at Liu Ming inadvertently, and said, "The Righteous God and the Little God are selected from the four major sects including you."

"As for the tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers, they can be selected from the human race."

Having said this, Hongjun's tone paused, and a flash of light flashed in his hand, it was clearly the list of gods!

"You will discuss the candidates for the list by yourself, and after a thousand years, hand over the list to Haotian!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the list of gods fell directly into the hands of Lao Tzu Taiqing.

Hongjun's figure faded away, obviously, to let everyone leave and discuss on their own.

(End of this chapter)