Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Many people believe that you are not truly powerful, but have relied on the power of spiritual treasures to sit on the throne of the Great Emperor. Many people are very concerned about your flaming flag!"

Song Xuan looked normal and unconcerned, but instead asked, "Will the Saint appear at this grand event today?"

Emperor Zhenwu recalled, "Whether the Saint comes or not depends on his mood. If he's in a good mood, he might send an avatar to the scene. If he's in a bad mood, he might ignore it.

Logically speaking, this event is mainly to celebrate you. You are just an ordinary emperor now, so it is unlikely that a saint would come."

But at the moment he finished speaking, golden lotuses sprouted one after another in the sea of ​​clouds in heaven, and the golden glow filled the entire heaven, illuminating the starry sky of the universe.

At the same time, the ancient continent and even the thirty-three heavens were all rumbling with sounds, and there were inexplicable sounds of scriptures being chanted one after another.

This sudden situation caused the faces of all the immortals in the Peach Festival to change drastically. Many of them stood up hurriedly, and some even cried out in surprise.

"Strange signs of heaven and earth, this means a saint is traveling!"

At the entrance to Yaochi Fairyland, Taibai Jinxing's surprised and incredible voice rang out, "Welcome to the Saint Hou Tu!"

As soon as this voice was heard, all the fairies in the Yaochi Fairyland stood up and bent down subconsciously. The Emperor of Heaven and Queen Mother even walked to the entrance of the Yaochi Fairyland to welcome the arrival of the saint.

The sage Hou Tu was riding in a bronze carriage. Although the aura of reincarnation was very restrained, the moment he entered the fairyland of Yaochi, the consciousness of all the immortals was slightly dazed.

In that instant, many immortals seemed to have experienced the six reincarnations for countless years.

Stepping down from the carriage, Saint Hou Tu sat upright on the holy throne that belonged to her. The aura of reincarnation lingered around her, and no one could see her face clearly. Only her deep eyes, flashing with the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, seemed to be surveying the group of immortals.

"My true body needs to stay in the Nine Netherworld, so I can only come here as a clone. Does the Emperor of Heaven mind?"

The Emperor of Heaven said respectfully, "It is an honor for us immortals to have the Saint here... If the Saint has no objection, shall we begin the banquet now?"

"Not urgent!"

Saint Hou Tu shook his head slightly, picked up the wine glass on the table, then stood up and raised the glass from a distance towards where Song Xuan was, and a pleasant sound slowly rang out.

"Congratulations!"

Song Xuan stood up straight, holding the wine glass and nodded slightly, "Thank you, Saint!"

Others just thought that it was the Saint Hou Tu who was congratulating Song Xuan on his attainment of the Great Dao and being conferred the title of Heavenly Emperor. But only Song Xuan knew that the Saint Hou Tu had come specially to show his support and congratulate him, the Father God, on his return from reincarnation!

I have to say that the Six Paths of Reincarnation is a really good thing. As the saint Hou Tu who has mastered the Six Paths of Reincarnation, she can almost get a glimpse of any hidden secrets.

This also allows her to make the most correct decision in the first moment.

Obviously, none of the saints showed up this time, only the Saint Hou Tu came. She has expressed her attitude towards Song Xuan through practical actions.

Even though Pangu had fallen after creating the world, she still recognized Song Xuan, the Father God, after his reincarnation!

After Song Xuan and the Saint Hou Tu clinked their glasses in the air and drank a glass of wine, the Peach Festival officially began.

Suddenly, fairy lotuses blossomed in the Yaochi Lake. On top of the lotuses, Chang'e danced, and the fairy music was pleasant. Along with bursts of fragrance, beautiful fairy figures walked out from both sides, standing beside the fairies and serving tea and wine.

It should have been an extremely joyous event, but at this moment, with the arrival of the saint, all the immortals became a little restrained. No one dared to laugh or talk loudly, and many people looked at Song Xuan with complicated expressions.

Some powerful beings in the thirty-three heavens would look at each other from time to time, and the meaning was self-evident.

Who was this Song Xuan? Even the Saint offered him a toast?

At today's Peach Festival, do you still want to attack Song Xuan?

Chapter 1139 All Saints Gather!

For a moment, no one dared to make a decision on whether to find an opportunity to attack Song Xuan.

Even if someone wants to take action, with the saint present, who would dare to be the first to do so?

When the Saint is not around, you Quasi-Saints can fight all you want, but if you dare to stir up disputes when the Saint is present, then you are simply disrespecting the Saint!

If you ruin the saint's mood, just one thought from others can make you queue up for reincarnation again!

While everyone was drinking, a middle-aged man in a black robe with a dignified look was sitting in front of a seat, looking at Song Xuan from time to time.

That look seemed to show some displeasure, yet also a sense of conflict.

"Is this the man my daughter likes? Needless to say, in person, he looks more lively than just a portrait. He's truly a handsome man."

"What a shame! You're just too arrogant! I gave you the steps, but you just tore them down. You really don't have any dignity left!"

While muttering to himself, the man in black robe did not forget his business. He took out a jade communication talisman from his sleeve and sent a message to the owner of the Wahuang Palace.

"Your Majesty, the Holy Saint Hou Tu has arrived at the Peach Festival today."

Soon, a message came from the jade talisman, "Hou Tu is gone?"

"Yes, but it's the clone that comes."

Nuwa was surprised and said, "Ever since the witch-lich calamity, Hou Tu no longer cares about the affairs of the prehistoric world. Not only her real body, but even her clone has never left the underworld.

Is there anything special about today's Peach Festival that could pique her interest?"

The black-robed man hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Before the grand event began, Saint Hou Tu raised his wine glass and offered his congratulations to Emperor Xuantian from afar!"

"Emperor Xuantian? Oh, is that the little fellow who is said to be the greatest genius in the prehistoric world since ancient times?

It is indeed extraordinary that he has achieved the state of Daluo after hundreds of years, but the fact that even Hou Tu is interested in him must be more than just his talent.

Well, since I have nothing to do, I'll go take a look."

After he finished speaking, a few breaths later, the sound of the Tao was heard again above the Yao Chi Fairyland. Countless golden lotuses blossomed, and the rumbling power of heaven caused the entire fairyland to shake.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother looked at each other.

What's going on? Another saint has arrived?

The two of them quickly stood up to greet her. Soon, in the sight of all the immortals, Saint Nuwa arrived riding on a phoenix. Under the respectful guidance of the Emperor of Heaven, she sat on the holy throne on the side of Houtu.

As soon as she took her seat, Nuwa Saint looked at Hou Tu with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Hou Tu, how are you?"

The Houtu Saint looked at Nuwa, who was full of the aura of creation, and said calmly, "Why are you here too?"

"Fellow Daoist, what you said is very interesting. I was also invited to attend this Peach Festival. How can you come but I can't?"

"what ever!"

Hou Tu uttered two words coldly and then stopped talking.

Before the Lich Calamity, as the few great female gods in the ancient world, the two actually had a very good relationship and even called each other sisters.

But after the Lich and the Lich Tribulation began, the killing between the two tribes became more and more brutal. The former good sisters gradually drifted apart due to differences in their ethnic positions and gradually stopped communicating with each other.

Hou Tu looked at the wine glass in her hand and sighed silently in her heart.

This was the first time the two of them sat together so peacefully after the Lich Calamity.

She and Nuwa had no direct grudges against each other, but the final decline of the two tribes left a rift in their hearts, and it was difficult to return to the relationship they had in the past where they could talk about anything.

Seeing that Houtu was unwilling to pay attention to her, Nuwa's eyes moved and glanced at the Emperor of Heaven and others, and then she saw the handsome man sitting below the Zhenwu Emperor, who made people feel bright at first sight.

"Are you Xuantian?"

Song Xuan stood up and bowed, "Xuantian, I pay my respects to the Saint Nuwa!"

Nuwa looked him over and felt that he was extraordinary no matter how you looked at him, but she couldn't figure out what exactly made him so extraordinary.

Instinctively, her soul began to deduce Song Xuan's whereabouts.

But just as he started to deduce, a huge black millstone appeared in the heavenly secrets, and the aura of the six reincarnations kept wandering around. On it, there were three large characters faintly reflected in the void.

"What are you looking at!"

This sudden scene disrupted the destiny and forced Nuwa to exit the deduction state.

Nuwa, with a look of astonishment on her face, first glanced at Houtu, who looked calm as if nothing had happened, and then nodded to Song Xuan, "Achieving enlightenment and becoming an emperor is a great day for you. Since the Lich Calamity, there have been few such joyous occasions in the prehistoric world."

As she spoke, she slowly stood up and nodded lazily to the Emperor of Heaven, saying, "I just came over to take a look. Well, now that I've had enough of the fun, I won't disturb you all!"

Seeing that Nuwa Saint was about to leave, the immortals hurriedly stood up to see her off, but at this moment, a shocking roar was heard again in the void of the Yaochi Fairyland. The saint's pressure swept in, and the sound of the Tao came in waves.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother looked at each other, both of them feeling a little numb.

What's going on today? In the past, the saints would not care about the events held by these young people at all. But today, saints appear one after another. What's going on? Are the saints going to take advantage of this Peach Festival to hold a saints' discussion conference?

Next, in the sight of all the immortals, the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao sect, surrounded by the rain of light, accompanied Yuanshi Tianzun to the Yaochi fairyland.

After the teaching was expounded, there was a loud sound of Sanskrit. The two saints of the Western religion, Jie Yin and Zhunti, followed by Medicine Buddha, Vuitton Buddha and other Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, came slowly on the Buddha's light.

The Emperor of Heaven had just seen these saints when the void trembled again. Waves of fragrant air filled the starry sky, and then the leader of the Jiejiao sect, the Saint Tongtian, dressed in a green Taoist robe, came riding on the Kui Niu.

Behind the Sage Tongtian, there are also Taoist Duobao, Holy Mother Wudang, Holy Mother Guiling, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao and other direct disciples of the Jiejiao who have powerful cultivation and deep blessings.

Another round of bells rang out, and the Supreme Sage came riding on a green ox. Behind him came the great master Xuandu, the chief disciple of the Human Religion. He held the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda on his head and the Tai Chi diagram in his hand, with a look of calm and satisfaction on his face.

All the saints are here. Could it be that something big is about to happen that will affect the entire prehistoric world?

The Emperor of Heaven felt numb. After arranging seats for the saints and their disciples, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the saints at the top with some nervousness.

Yuanshi Saint touched the jade ruyi in his hand and smiled lightly, "Don't be so reserved. You can continue the banquet. We, the saints, are only using this precious place to discuss some matters!"

After he finished speaking, Yuanshi Tianzun waved his sleeves, and a hazy light curtain blocked the sight of the immortals, making them completely disappear from the sight of Tiandi and others.

At this point, everyone attending the Peach Festival finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The saint's pressure was too strong. Even if the pressure was restrained, just sitting there and being seen by others made the soul feel heavy and imprisoned, which was too uncomfortable.

Song Xuan sat in his seat, drinking the fairy wine silently, with some vague guesses in his mind.

Could it be that all the saints gathered together this time to discuss the matter of the Conferred God Tribulation?

If this is true, then the catastrophe will begin tens of thousands of years earlier than he expected!

Chapter 1140 A new catastrophe is about to begin. Who should fill it?

The area where the saints are located is filled with infinite mysterious light.

Hou Tu glanced at the saints with a slightly cold expression.

She had no good feelings towards these saints. During the great calamity between witches and demons, the witches and demons fought fiercely, and these saints were the ones who fanned the flames.

If she had not transformed herself into reincarnation and achieved sainthood through the way of reincarnation, the ancient witch clan would have been wiped out long ago.

The Saint Zhunti, however, seemed completely unaware of this. He looked at Hou Tu with a smile, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name, "Fellow Daoist Hou Tu, it's been many years since we last met. Are you doing well?"

Hou Tu glanced at him sideways and said coldly, "Thanks to you, I'm doing very well!"

Zhunti's smile was a little awkward, but he continued, "Originally, I had no intention of attending the Peach Festival, but when I learned that Fellow Daoist Hou Tu was coming, I shamelessly followed him."

The Yuanshi Saint looked dignified and said with a slight displeasure: "Since you are so shameless, then leave as soon as possible!"

Sage Tongtian also chuckled, "Everyone gathered here, of course, there is something important to discuss. If you want to get close to us, please wait until we have finished the serious business!

Listening to you chatting, I feel embarrassed for you!"

The smile on Zhunti's face was a little stiff. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to express it.

Although saints are immortal, there are differences in their strength. Any one of the Three Pure Ones can be beaten up.

He took a deep breath, and the smile on his face became more intense again. It was just a few ridicules, so what did it matter? As long as it could make the Western religion flourish, these were just some minor hardships!

At this moment, the Supreme Saint, who had always been calm and composed, looked up at the sky and suddenly said, "A new catastrophe is about to begin!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the saints became serious.

The Saint Zhunti secretly said in his heart that it was indeed so.

From the moment he learned that the Sage Hou Tu would appear at the Peach Festival, he had some vague suspicions in his mind.

Tu Nazhai has not shown up in the underworld for hundreds of thousands of years. How could he go out casually unless it involved a catastrophe?

At this moment, when the Supreme Saint spoke like this, his guess was confirmed.

Even so, Zhunti was still somewhat puzzled. "Fellow Daoist, could you please tell me where this catastrophe will begin, and what preparations do saints like us need to make?"

The Supreme shook his head, his expression calm, "I don't know either!"

"I can only tell you that the catastrophe is about to begin, but when it will begin, who will cause it, and how we should prepare, nothing is known."

At this point, he sighed softly, "Ever since Daozu...that person failed in his attempt to seize the body of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao has become even more profound and unfathomable. Even for saints like us, it's difficult to grasp the secrets of the Heavenly Dao."

Speaking of that person, the saints fell silent for a while.

After a long while, Yuanshi Sage snorted, "We used to call him Master and Dao Ancestor. But he almost refined our Dao Fruits in order to seize the Heavenly Dao.

That old scoundrel treated us like tools from the beginning to the end. He deserved his failure in taking over my body and being driven out of the wilderness like a dog by the Heavenly Dao! "

Zhunti glanced at Yuanshi and thought to himself, Senior Brother Yuanshi is still like this, he dares to say anything.